Orange Glass Mushroom
Orange mushroom
on my dresser top
Of sparkling,
see-through glass
Reminding me of
a dear friend
And times we’ve
had in past
I met her in
the seventh grade
Our friendship
bonded fast
We hiked and
biked and talked all night
A friendship
that would last
We had
adventures in the woods
And as a two-headed monster
We "Halloweened" as one
Dad called us
twin thermometers
Because we were
so thin
And then we got
obsessed with boys
Double dates to
begin
Then went to a
small Bible group
and learned
from Pastor Smith
Said yes to the
Lord the same night
It wasn’t just
a myth
We read the
Bible together
For the very
first time
And laughed so
hard at drowning pigs
With no reason
or rhyme
Because a woman
lost her shoe--
A painting on
our wall
We laughed so
much that fateful night
My mom thought
we would fall
Then Sis and I
we moved out west
Nebraska became
home
My dear friend
joined us for a while
When she began
to roam
We say hello on
Facebook now
And though we
live apart
The orange
glass mushroom shows
She lives
within my heart
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