Tonight I talked to my childhood friend.

Who married another childhood friend of ours.

We loved each other for a long time, deeply.

Then years past, and things changed, separate ways

Kids and lives and politics.

This was a good excuse to see if we were ok. A pandemic is, after all, a great wake up call.

And a call it was. We spoke for so long.

I heard about her children, and the great mom she turned out to be.

Now, I’ve been sitting here for hours wishing I could see her garden

and talk with jubilee to the mulberry tree she so eloquently

described in her yard, now in bloom again after a long winter.