© 2011 by Tom King
Old friends I knew once long ago
Faces dim, their names forgotten now
Helped make me who I am today
I wish that I could tell them how.
Old friends who still remember me
Once in a while I stumble into them
And some remember me by name
While I only know that I once knew them.
We talk a while, tell funny stories
I watch their faces for a clue
Old synapses fire in my back brain
Dusty memories shared between us two.
And in a breath we're back in time
Reliving stories we both know
As though they'd happened yesterday
Instead of twenty years ago.