David by Brian FuchsLet's still be friends when we're old and cranky,
turning to each other for the laughs that get us through the day.
Smile warmly over a silent coffee about the beautiful people we've known,
now scattered across great distances or our memories. I'll nod that I understand.
Sometimes, I can't bear the estrangement I feel
when you're in your own home and I'm in mine.
Be my friend until the last days of my life.
1.1.2010 01/01/2010 Author's Note: too sappy?
Posted on 01/01/2010 Copyright © 2024 Brian Fuchs
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