Often houses keep the shape they were built in,
although over the years some extensions are added.

After centuries of exposure,
they lean a bit to one side,
their walls become cracked,
and so it is with old friendships.

A gentle hand on a shoulder trembles,
years have gone by and much is forgotten
but the foundations of their childhood still stand.

Every walk to the graveyard
the cortege becomes shorter.
Often the shape of a friendship is kept,
leaning a bit to one side.


Comments on: "Leaning" (4)

  1. That is so lovely, Ina!

  2. Foundations = plural DUH! πŸ™‚ so I changed stands into stand.

  3. Leaning to your words…

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