Today, I sat next to
an older gentleman on the bus
a man I've had the pleasure to known
for many years
he once told me
he holds in his wallet
a concert ticket of the Beatles
a concert he went to
in Rome in 1975
I've always been fascinated
by this fact
we are very good friends
we talk about everything
from politics to the weather
but even after all these years
I still don't know his name.
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Some people are so nice aren’t they ))
Nice writing , teddy ))
Dear Rose, thank you so much sweet friend. ❤️
So you sat next to me - you knows my name by now! lol.
I love you too old boy. LOL
Some of us old codgers are nice Teddy. LOL
Andy
You are indeed my darling Andy, ❤️
Dear Teddy,
That’s amazing that you still don’t know his name. I imagine that bus ride must be more enjoyable while talking to your friend.
Thank you for sharing your your “bus ride”.
Buon weekend.
Laura 🌻
Hello dearest Laura, the bus is always entertaining I meet so many different people, but yes this gentleman is one of my favourites in town. Thank you darling friend. ❤️
the more intimate, a connection
the more we want to keep it, loose
unchanging, undefined, unrefined
just right, for us..
(I so relate, dear Poetess
a soothing read
we small pebbles
leaning on each other
swimming along
in our rivers of fate
mapping our legacies)
Thank you dearest Mek, sharing with you is my utmost pleasure. Happy Monday. X
Nature gives each other no name! They just know who's a friend again and again! Love the feeling behind this and another pleasant read!
Have a wonderful day
Thank you so much much dear Dan, I am translating this to give to my friend, I hope he loves it. 🤗
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