I can’t remember all we did together.
I just know we got along really well.
We saw each other at church and
did fun things when we had the chance,
in the midst of raising our kids.
But then we both moved away.
Almost thirty years passed.
Now we’re back in the same town.
Our kids are grown. We walk together.
And we picked up where we left off.
It’s an amazing thing,
like unearthing lost treasure.