An Old Friend

I see you’re still tall after rain and mud holding firm where you where born May I recline with you again rest in your cool shadow your harmonized song with the Breezy Blue-jay Band Whenever I come your tough hide, gentle touch and soft breathy words alleviate the pain A faithful refuge in spite of your wounds Giving is you shade though sunburned protection though broken Summer will be hard Good to see you, old friend Let’s talk again soon