04-04-2023, 10:53 AM
Friendship’s Last Flights
First sign of aging in my friends
is when they tell me stories
they have told before;
I know how each old epic ends
in jokes and little glories
but I laugh once more
rehearsing times when each pretends
our tales are promontories
from which we still soar.
First sign of aging in my friends
is when they tell me stories
they have told before;
I know how each old epic ends
in jokes and little glories
but I laugh once more
rehearsing times when each pretends
our tales are promontories
from which we still soar.
Non-practicing atheist