Continuing the walk on the road of life,
you and I on parallel streets,
moving in one direction,
together but apart.
Going about our lives,
sometimes, the paths converge
and we are truly friends.
Then the fork splits.
Traveling alone,
once again.
Waiting for the next intersection,
so we can cross paths again.
Comments
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i liked the sentiment in this piece, life is a bit like that at times , good read well done!!

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Liked the picture these words convey - the separation but the coming together at times in your lives. Different people come into our lives for different reasons, for different amounts of time, and for us, we just need to accept and go along with the flow. EVen the best of friends sometimes argue and fight, leaving each other for a while, before coming back on the same plain. Easy to read and understand; good flow. Liked this latest poem of yours.



