Basking in Each Other's Presence
By
John I. Blair
Hard to remember
When we didn't know each other;
Harder yet to figure
How we have survived
Since you said goodbye.
Imagine my delight
To hear you are in town!
Even though it's been a heap of years,
You haven't changed,
Or at least you look the same to me.
Memory is kind that way.
Oh, we'll talk and talk about
Inconsequential things,
Our homes, our maladies,
Friends, fears, dreams;
But that is just the sauce
For the main course:
Seeing you and being close again
As if you'd never gone.
We'll just bask in each other's presence.
©2003 John I. Blair
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