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Jul 2015
Neither of us can recall
What made us drift apart
But time and distance didn’t take
Michael from my heart.
I still remember flashing eyes
And highlights in his hair,
And how he told his stories
Of what he saw out there
Among the passing people
Who if they only knew
Were missing all your glory
All the joy that was you.

You were younger, so sublime
In eagerness to learn.
And I was understanding
Of the candles one must burn
On the way to manhood
Seeing how the world is run.
Watching you discovering
Was a blissful kind of fun.
And laughing when you saw
That people can be dense.
Living lives of self denial
Just did not make much sense.

So we laughed and cuddled
Both exploring white hot ***.
We carried on like wantons
Bewitched by a pleasant hex.
We wandered too, in happiness
Like all the world was all brand new.
And now that I look back on it
I think it was for you.
Even then, I felt the weight,
The honor of it all,
To be the one to be there
When your heart felt the call.

Now the years are gone away
And now we meet again.
Now neither of us is a youth;
We are middle-aged men
But both of us remember it
A time of joy and love
At a time we both agree
Was like a gift to us from above.
And we both treasure the moment
A kind of dream came true.
A carousel we made ourselves
Just big enough for two.
Brent Kincaid
Written by
Brent Kincaid  Kapaa, Kaua'i, Hawaii
(Kapaa, Kaua'i, Hawaii)   
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