Remembering

I think of a friend as I write today and wonder what he would have me say. Would it be of days gone by or of life to come, of time spent together or the years apart?

Do I write for my friend today, remembering our days of eternal youth in the fields of summer? My words would describe a time we thought would never end.

The days of eternal youth fade and the wrinkles of time become a reality in the autumn of our years. We look back and smile…remembering.

 

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