My friend it is good to see you.
It’s always too long since the last time.
We see each other like passing trains.
A flash of lights at each other and gone.
Someday we will sit down like old times.
I keep forgetting to tell you things.
Life happens so fast around here.
The weeks bleed out in pieces of days.
The whirlwind catch us and throws time aside?
Next time a real visit, like we used to do.
Your smile is missed, my friend.