... the years turn into decades
... until one of us is gone, the other left remembering
... you lean back on your elbow, blue bandana wrapped around your head
... I sit cross legged in a long cotton dress
... on the stereo, the sound of silence
Photographer unknown
Made me think of my BFF from high school who died recently. We stayed loosely connected over the decades and for the past 22 years it had been by long letters. Some people stay entwined no matter what.
ReplyDeleteLove that song, by the way--and almost everything they did. :)
So glad to see you here, Rita. I've been thinking about you, wondering how you're doing, so I went over to your blog and read your latest post. Wishing you good reports and a speedy recovery. :) xox
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