Thank you to my old friends

Posted on October 3, 2018 by

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My friends from way back in high school

Were such an accepting bunch

I have never really told them

How much this meant to me

That I could take my time outs

To do what I needed to

To study, to sit, to write,

To be my introvert.

Then,

One day after a couple of months

Of self imposed solitude

I’d pick up the old hand phone

And call them up to join

Whatever their latest adventure.

They’d welcome me back with open arms

Never questioning me nor quizzing

On why I left them hanging two long months ago.

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