Old friends like
cumulus clouds in the
forever sky,
leave lovely
lazy thoughts
in our minds.
Memories of long
green rivers,
ethnic food in
exotic places,
dark dive bars,
travel and art.
Amazing adventures,
large and small,
carefully planned
by we,
who call
ourselves old friends.
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Author:
Undertherainbow (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I love writing poetry and and appreciate any feedback that can help me write better, including line breaks, theme, rhyme,etc. Thank you
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