Been a while I heard from you
Dear friend from childhood,
I've been wondering where you were
Did we grow apart?
Or just
Mature.

It brought back glowing memories
Seeing your name again,
I thought the world
That we knew
Had just evolved,
Or been
Blown apart.

And there you were again,
A voice that had been put to rest
Almost a ghost a spectre gone,
Only a memory to think back upon,
When that golden day haze
Covers my eyes
It brings
A tear
To my eyes.

How changed the world can become
In days or months or years,
We tend to fabricate the past again,
Only on the bleakest nights.
Yet, here, you are again.
And the  sun is bright.
How did you
Know,
I needed that?