It is a blessing, and certainly a weight
that time passed and we're still friends

If we didn't know each other for years
I wouldn't put up with you;
you would not put up with me
We are from realms that clash between
We're acquired family
over laughter, concealed tears for me
We're an acquired taste
How come people from such different worlds?
Having nothing to do
what knitted us so close?
How come we are standing on the street
discussing  my life and its feats
discussing beliefs, things that will tear us apart
if we don't run away from it
I know, if the timing had been different
we would not be here.
But that is the magic of possibility
the magic of life
always going further
than we always can conceive