Old Friends

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Old friends old friends

sat on their park bench like bookends.

a newspaper blown through the grass

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falls on the round toes

on the high shoes of the old friends

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old friends winter companions

the old men lost in their overcoats

waiting for the sunset

the sounds of the city sifting through trees

settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends

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can you imagine us years from today

sharing a park bench quietly

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how terribly strange to be seventy

old friends memory brushes the same years

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silently sharing the same fears ...