A sonnet for an old friend

Whether on Ynys Môn or in the Bollin valley
I am at home with my friend of sixty years..
There have been gaps, it's true, when you
And I fell out of orbit, But we always knew
We would reconnect. Now, as two old duffers,
Rapidly running out of puff, we take delight
In the sights and sounds we share or even
A companionable, silent staring into air.
We are not at all the same in taste or beliefs
But it is such a relief for me to share a few
Quiet hours with my honoured friend, a man
On whom I can depend for truth and sincerity.
Who was willing to share his  enthusiasms
His kindness in an unfettered companionship.

Bollin Valley Way - Visit Cheshire

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keith jeffries

Mon 26th Apr 2021 21:13

This poem for me spoke immediately of my best friend who I first met in Germany whilst serving in HM Forces 52 years ago. We have never been two peas in a pod as we differ on many issues. Yet it is a friendship rooted in a certain consistency, honesty and mutual respect. I was particularly drawn to your line "there have been gaps when you and I fell out of orbit" This was always temporary as we soon re established contact.
Thank you for this.


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