On the Return of a Friend

On the Return of a Friend

There are few people for who the heart yearns to see when physical distances increase. This is for one of those people who holds such a special place that her return sparked a feeling of security and well being and pleasure unbound.

Oh the sweet notion

Of the train-in-motion

Beneath stars that shine

A million light years away.

Does the moon descend;

Or is it the heart that yearns

To be closer to one familiar

As bated breath seems to forget

Engagements present and future.

Do you send, dear friend

These gusts of wind

That bring your scent to my heart?

If the pen could express

The proverbial love

Which upon this meeting is felt…

Let Time behold this frame of you

For all the time of parting to come.

For though there be love, memory, reminiscing

There was never a pleasure so profoundly felt

As that of meeting an old friend.