All these years you've "friended" me -
Can't imagine now, a life not punctuated
And grounded by those long conversations,
The cutting across each other to reinforce
Or challenge what the other is saying.
Those days when the babies were small.
Finding our way, smoothing the way for
Each other, even if we didn't quite know how.
And now your 50th birthday is here. And
I know for sure, that in another 50,
We will still be connected. Still talking,
Still putting the world to rights.
My friend. For always.