and we drink
our eyes are misty thinking of the past
one more round
we confess our feelings
all this time that has gone by
we are true women now
reasonable, creative women
we dissect our loves
there are different types
she knows me from years ago
i want her to know me more
we’ve loved the same
risked all that we had
not much to gain
we’ve learned from the mistakes
both agree it’s best this way
our way, our days
and friends from the past
the ones that last
are the ones i call home
~MB
