Fonder

Drifting down that memory lane,

Return to days that seem to wane,

For times change we stay the same,

Sculpted with clay from daily foray,

Here and now with casual purpose,

Wasted time may not be worthless,

For absence makes the heart grow fonder,

Distance in time reminisce and ponder,

Here I wander through gaps in space,

Trace relate and demonstrate fate,

Paths collide our tangents coincide,

Rely on old mishaps for new laughs,

And when you must take your leave,

To finish the pattern delicate weave,

Be sincere do not deceive,

Earnest actions serve reprieve,

Encumbered by weight we do receive,

Bonds we form and then bereave,

Stitched together to achieve,

Cohesive nature meshed through sieve,

A mental process to filter losses,

Priceless no matter what cost us