It was just another hot August morning
A Saturday in Texas
And it was like driving through the middle
Of a hair dryer on high

An author on Public radio had a name
So close to yours
My mind unraveled in traffic, memories,

Hot football fields, two boys
Who knew of loss before playing
Two losing seasons
Who knew of heart before love

We shared cocktails and growing pains
And traveled separate dark paths
A lifelong friendship crippled by no contact
We saw each other on the other side
For a moment, adult jobs and still a child’s pain

I wondered where you were for the first time in so very long
How you felt, if you had found some peace

My left foot beside your right foot
The taste of mint and plastic returned
To my mouth
Then Jack Daniels in a tea cup
I was wearing a gray wig
Missed lines, missed pages, missed friends

Last week I drove by where I last saw you
The expensive city
And wondered why I hadn’t tried
To find you and you me

So much has changed
We’re older and the wounds don’t show so much
I’ve been praying for days that peace has found you
That perhaps you’ve found even a small part of the joy
That has been gifted to me

Nearly twenty years has passed
Some people haven’t been able to take
An evening walk for that long
I sure hope you have
Did you know you’ll always be my friend
Where ever you are?