Wednesday, August 19, 2009


You can't go home?
I think someone lied.
Comfort feeling, warm friendship..
change without change, human and good...
Tingle of liquor, smile of companionship,
giggle of children,
Dog breath and rain...
memories not belied by time,
but grown into someone new,
with new mates and new skins,
but same old smiles...
it's good to find old friends... and make new!

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