Death & Love, My Very Old Friends

When Friends Connect

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My oldest friend looks for me
On a dark road
Nights I can’t sleep,
We are lonely together.




We are yellow jackets in late summer,
Beating at the screen
We are two old women holding hands
At the funeral of a friend.

We are two children playingend kids eyes
“Who Am I?”
You put your hands over my eyes
And in their darkness,
I know for sure
That at the end,

The playful stranger who appears
Is not death
But love.


By Kathleen Norris, via Idealistic Rebel
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