I’d Reach Out If It Wasn’t So Far

20 years of dizzying changes gone by.

I miss our times together my brother.

The old wounds have faded and gone

soft in my heart.

I know they were never deeper than my

over sensitive skin anyway. To hear your

voice on the phone every few years is

nice, but I love to see your great big smile

dance across your face and hear that deep

so true laugh rise from your chest.

We parted ways on uncertain terms, but there

was not malice in me when you got

on that lonely Greyhound bound for the deep

South. I’ve missed you over the years as I left

our Northwestern home state and moved across

the world to my Far East destination.

I should have reached farther. I should have reached

out sooner. The bridge isn’t burned, but I can see tiny

tendrils of smoke rising in the distance and I worry.

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