best friends say goodbye

[Chaotic Action Man]

he stood there.
fully dressed.
while you,
recently awake,
still in pajamas,
(battlestar galactica’s
70’s yellow and brown)
wiping sleep from your eye,
rushed to hug him
one last time

there they stood.
two best friends.
the same hospital,
the same room,
side by side,
in incubation.
they reached out,
and understood.

it was odd,
yet perhaps not,
they were both going to the same continent.
the new world.
they had read about it together in history books,
played cowboys and indians
on the narrow lanes of navan.
imaging the lamp posts
on proudstown rd. were trees

you were envious.
he was going to Disneyland,
the land of the mouse.
he was envious.
you would live in a new house,
he never had

two boys cry,
sobbing in each others arms
mothers looking on.
you had to separated.
it was time to go,
and with water filled vision
you watch him walk away
for the last time,
looking back
waving goodbye.

 

[frostyangel]

aww.. how sad, but cute... friends. They really do help time go by.

 

[Chaotic Action Man]

yes, that they do. we were only 6 at the time. he was my best friend since the day we were born. was 15 years before we saw each other again, and did not miss a beat. of course he kicked my ass at every game of pool. fricken shark.

 

[edgewise]

i love the image of lamp posts as trees. ive often imagined the same thing.