© 2016 Barbara Grace Lake

 

Long years we spent in tandem roles
Of sharing picnics, meals and friends
As single mothers, worries, cares
Our children ever welcome to
Which home they landed in that day

Then children did as children do
They grew and chose to live apart
We did not, could not choose for them
The lives, their lives, they chose to live
And our lives changed in circumstance

In time it seemed we’d pulled apart
And had forgotten how we spoke
In younger voices where we knew
Intent of thought, unspoken words
That fell unheard in aging ears.

Our years were long, and life must change
But even parted, always know
Though older flesh and grey of hair
Our younger selves are in there still
My friend, the love we had survives.