Friends

Our friendship spans all ages and all sages
would agree, beyond all time, beyond all matter,
nothing matters but the real thing.

Before men stood before altars and gods and goddesses
reigned supreme, there was you and me.

Before time began and nature went to school,
(to learn its course, of course!) there was simply,
you and me.

Friends before life, friends before death,
friends after the experience of being friends.

~*~
12/20/01

Copyright © 2001 Brenda Barnhart
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