The pictures I forget to take

September 1, 2014

I get snaps of
the swallows, the kids, shoes.
But what I remember tonight
are the faces of my friends,
these wise funny women all golden
in the evening,
handing out food and advice and compassion,
and their raucous laughter
swoops higher than the birds
and carries me all the way home.

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