Good one, Dave.

So there we were, all happy and true.

We sat in circles singing hymns and sonnets.

I saw the great guffaws that could have choked a colossus.

I've felt the tears of truly deep sadness on discarded tissue.

The feeling of tough and soft skin by both the mighty and the shy.

Left and returned, bought and sold, captured and released friends.

So true happiness had come and go revealing truth.

Change, no longer the nuisance of extra money at a supermarket.

So easy to trade and divide for four quarters from one, yet so difficult
to comprehend and maintain real change.

Gifts you give yourself on your birthday or some other holiday.

What of a friend? Birthday gift? Inexpensive? Commitment? Maintenance.

Neither. Truly neither. True peace. True happiness. A true gift.

You were fun while you lasted.

She told me she would understand a long time ago,
I never understood what she meant though.
Slowly time passed by for all youths,
it dawned upon me what I should do.
She held this boy's hand in the schoolyard,
seeking truth in someone's heart,
it was hard.
Break-up, wake-up the next morning,
Face littered with trails of deep rains pouring.
Sunshine didn't come every day in life,
Chased by dogs always offering they don't bite.
What was she supposed to say?
How wasn't she supposed to be afraid?
They see each other again a couple years later,
Heart-stopping, young adult college majors.
What did it look like?
Faces turned pale white.
Talked for a little while but,
their minds racing as they put down their cups.
Do you remember the words we said to each other?
The thing we couldn't say, scared to love her?
Words that couldn't be spoken.
The night ended with curious notions of what could have been.
Change made them different after such a long time.
Body language led to confusion and bad vibes.
Were they friends? Could they be? Did it matter?
But they meet again..