Nov 6, 2023
Sometimes I sit back and think about old friends, with whom the friendships started to fade, and long for it to come back even though it would never be the same. Things can change so fast. Thanks for the reminder through this poem.
Written by Michele Maize
Sober Traveler | Wannabe Vegan | Yoga Addict. Dog-loving extrovert turned introvert. Owner of "The Maze". Editor at Black Bear and Globetrotters.