I purred with delight when a friend gave me a call.
We had not spoken for 30 years or more.
Somehow, communications between us had mysteriously died.
We could not deliver our questions fast enough; they were so hastily applied.
We tried to bridge the missing years with friends we once knew.
Laughter burst out in the telling, as our connections grew.
Remembering other friends from such a long way back.
Memories of friends of whom we thought we had long lost track.
One thought led to another, as we arranged an urgent meeting.
So our friendship could be sealed by a hug with real warmth and feeling.
© 2023 Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
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