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We speak a common language We are friends We have been friends for over a quarter of a century(1 old 1 new) We have never met You and I would never have known each other But for fate. Fate turned a postman up my steps He dropped a letter with a US stamp on the mat From the first introduction I was smitten with my postal friend She encompassed all that was red, white and blue. Pretty, funny, generous and kind I felt in comparison like an ugly sister to Cinderella American TV programmes, American music, John Hughes movies, she lived that life I was Ally Sheedy to her Molly Ringwald's 'Breakfast Club' I watched her grow through letters, she I in turn. We journeyed the 80's the 90's the naughties and now the 1st decade of the 21st century together. We both married, we both suffered sadness and joy Highs and lows. You still have the hair of my memories You still have the smile of my memories You still evoke a time of innocence for me You still evoke my smile Yet, now we approach our 40's Born anew, the US is changed, Europe is changed We remain joined as always through words. You my American friend.
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
My American friend
We speak a common language We are friends We have been friends for over a quarter of a century(1 old 1 new) We have never met You and I would never have known each other But for fate. Fate turned a postman up my steps He dropped a letter with a US stamp on the mat From the first introduction I was smitten with my postal friend She encompassed all that was red, white and blue. Pretty, funny, generous and kind I felt in comparison like an ugly sister to Cinderella American TV programmes, American music, John Hughes movies, she lived that life I was Ally Sheedy to her Molly Ringwald's 'Breakfast Club' I watched her grow through letters, she I in turn. We journeyed the 80's the 90's the naughties and now the 1st decade of the 21st century together. We both married, we both suffered sadness and joy Highs and lows. You still have the hair of my memories You still have the smile of my memories You still evoke a time of innocence for me You still evoke my smile Yet, now we approach our 40's Born anew, the US is changed, Europe is changed We remain joined as always through words. You my American friend.
For Anjanette. © JLB
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
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