Old friend
After the years of silence,
A whisper begins.
Strains of the past tease my mind.
A face long lost to the dark
Reappears in a flash.
A hopeful wish, a question,
A sudden reply.
The voice of time sings out
As the memories flow.
Seems like yesterday
We stood at this door.
The warm embrace of words
Surrounds us in the night,
Bringing us home.
