Different Paths

Time is ticking away

and in the blink of an eye everything has changed.

Those friends you once knew

each on their own path

so that when you meet it is

"Hey long time no see."

Each with a family of their own

their passions

their careers

their own identity.

You no longer fit into their pictures

but then again they don't fit into yours.

So it begs the question as to has changed?

Is it you?

Is it them?

Is both?

When your paths brached only to meet once more.

This poem is about: 
My community


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