Ode to BFF

BFF


We have climbed not every mountain
but enough to know that we have the tools, the practice
to climb any (un)expected mole hill or everest
that looms in front of us, whether it be time zones or hurt.

You have taught me grace and how to talk, big and small.

You have been the eyewitness to all my bad dreams
and tapped me on the shoulder to let me know I can open my eyes again.

I gaze at the lake behind us and see how far we have come
from the pink and purple spiraled together sparkly bracelets
to hues of greens and yellows and reds that contrast and inform
eachother of their richness.

Crafting, watching romy and michelle's high school reunion,
praying, walking, running errands, coffee dates, lending books
and wisdom, laughing, and writing to you my new pen pal.