Old Friends

by Mortal Utopia   May 30, 2012


'Excuse me,'
'Sorry,'

We smile, apologetically, and walk away - perhaps
Never knowing we were the pair of friends
That laughed so merrily together - long ago,

Off we trod, thinking of our friend that laughed
So happily with us ... and smile.

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