"MY DEAR FRIEND"
by Joanne Boyle
Dear Friend
I went back in time today,
to over thirty years ago.
I dialled your Mums number,
you answered and said "hello."
I told you about a future. A funeral I would attend.
About how the years would pass,
without me hearing from my friend.
I asked you many questions,
simply how you'd been?
Had you found true love,
the old acquaintances you'd seen.
Where did your career take you?
Did you fulfill your dreams?
The conversation is one sided,
or at least that's how it seems.
So many years to catch up,
since you had moved away.
I laughed at all the memories,
the ones from yesterday.
Then you asked the question,
who's funeral was I going to.
The phone line then cut off,
because that friend is you.