Friday, October 10, 2014

New Light

Bangs sweeping across his face
He looked years younger,
but different from the boy I haven't met.

A hand on his mouth, hiding his laughter.
The stoop on his shoulders gone--
there was spring in his step and light in his eyes.

I have never seen him before,
this friend of mine.

He is the same
and an entirely different person.
A portrait seen
in a different light.

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