Hello my friend,
How long has it been?
Life gets so busy I sometimes forget
to call or write a letter or text
but I do think about you
in the moments between.
A song from our youth or
a phrase heard in passing,
your favorite flower
in the neighbor’s yard or
a meal with a food that
you hate or can’t eat.
Whether we’re separated
by miles or years or
we hung out together a few days ago,
my friend you are loved and
thought of and missed.

OMG, I love this poem! May I quote it?
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