friend.

i heard a laughter in my dream last night
it was that of my friend from first grade
i even remembered her name.

i have not seen her
i have not spoken to her
for almost a decade.

yet, it brought back images
of her light brown hair
and her pointy butt end.

i don’t know where she is
i don’t know who she is
today.

but it was a beautiful reminder
when a “friend” has lost its definition
from that of the yesteryears…

it is these dreams
it is these memories
letting you know
the friend is not forgotten.

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