All night
I dreamed of an old friend
who lived across the back yard fence
and moved away in ’65’
we talked of old times
and how we landed in our now
we talked about his sister, mother and father
we talked of how home is no longer home
he talked of going to the mountains
and walking among the trees
I told him what little I knew of mountains
before he left, because
his mother was calling him home for supper
2-13-2024
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