Old friends
renew,
and new smiles are shared
as we recount
new events
that the other
will perhaps never
see in person.
A silence
broken,
I type quickly,
eager to hear of more,
so that I can
almost feel I'm still
there beside
you.
Though we may
be separated
by a screen and
different schools,
I have to say
it's the closest
I've been in
awhile.
Sometimes new friends can out live old ones and so like wise. This poem made me think. good one, kiki! :)
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