Tonight I talked to my childhood friend.
Who married another childhood friend of ours.
We loved each other for a long time, deeply.
Then years past, and things changed, separate ways
Kids and lives and politics.
This was a good excuse to see if we were ok. A pandemic is, after all, a great wake up call.
And a call it was. We spoke for so long.
I heard about her children, and the great mom she turned out to be.
Now, I’ve been sitting here for hours wishing I could see her garden
and talk with jubilee to the mulberry tree she so eloquently
described in her yard, now in bloom again after a long winter.