Monday, July 02, 2012


There are five of us now. How is this possible?

I can remember exactly what shoes I was wearing on which walks when there were only two of us and all the time in the world.

Now you have lines around your eyes. (I do too) And a bit less hair. And I couldn't love you more. 

Last night you said the words every girl longs to hear. Let me help you fold. And we did.

Two friends. Talking late into the night. Folding clothes. Laughing about the day. When they are grown and gone there will still be you and me.