Eternal Friendship

A friendship of two, tired old men

Forged not of a political union,

Nor defined in religious terms,

Not steeped in intellectual ken,

Their task a gentle understanding

Shared long after limbs easily move

Delineated in time merely as

As ink baptizing blank paper

Sometimes subtle emotions deeply held.

On occasion tart, stark realities

Spilled onto paper willy nilly ---

The whining of impending death

In ink sprinkled unto paper

Maybe etched into eternity

As a muse to future poets.

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