Thoughts and memories of a dear friend I have not seen or heard from in years.

though elderly and time tested
I am your junior in age and acumen
we shared moments vested
by chance and exposure; not will

many of our perspectives congruent
in expressive attributes we are diverse
unique though not by a universe
in resolutions we are surely kinsmen

as I scribe these lines I wonder
where does your pen now reside?
are your thoughts freely flowing
from beyond alpha centaury?

years have passed
since we last shared life
face to face, friends
dressed in our aged bodies

the lines in our faces
telling of the laughter, tears
dreams experiences in decades
more than the words in our tales

woe was also prevalent
evidenced by furrowed brows
the down turned corners of our
mouths truth pain cannot be hidden

I recall stories of beaches poems
war and business; loves
and family always dominant
what we bequeath living in heirs

summer at the shore for lunch
a photo or two, me and you
then your loss and grief following
we lost touch and I still wonder
are you here or in the past