You and I once did crazy things.
Abusing our youth as we should have.
We skied, we golfed, we laughed like fools --
Which of course we were.
Wasting day after day in pursuit of pleasure
And experience, with wanton disregard
For the responsibilites and weightiness of
Life impending. We just pushed off
And swept down the hill,
Laughing all the way.

Seeing you again today was worrisome.
What would you think of me now?
Would I seem old and done to you?
Would I seem someone who you no longer even know?
And, for me, would you still love fun like you did?
Would there still be a little crazy left?
I was hanging out waiting for you to show up
As usual.

I was wondering if you would even know me.
I was wondering if I would even know you.
So many years since we did all of that.
So many things intervening now, lives so different.
What would you ... "Hi, Bill."
There you were. I knew you. The sound of your voice.
Those hands. That look in your eyes. That smile.
And, we were off. Down the hill.
Just like before.
Laughing all the way.

08/02/2012

Posted on 09/29/2012
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