Having attended my high school reunion last weekend, I've been thinking a lot about friends and friendship, and how amazing it is to get together with old friends and the ties that bind us together. I wrote the poem below:
Time passes, waistlines thicken, shoulders stoop a bit.
The hair may gray, or even disappear;
The eyesight wavers, ears aren’t as sharp as once they were.
But nothing changes in those you hold dear.
What things stay constant?
The smiles, the hugs, the memories you share,
Those survive the ravages of time.
The love and warmth, remembered, are still there.
True friendship spans a lifetime.
Years apart tear it not asunder—
Reunited, you feel like it was yesterday
You were together. Such a wonder!
Life is precious, as are friends.
I now understand words I was once told:
New friends are of silver,
But OLD friends, indeed, are gold!
An original poem by Eva Gallant, 8/5/2010