I looked up from where
I hunched over pages
As I had done many times before
In that place and others
To see her
Smiling as she bounded toward me
Arms open
Heart open
Delighting in where she was
Who she was with

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I walked with her
Where I had walked before
Before she was with me
Before she was
Spoke to her of days gone by
When things were otherwise
Before we thought the world changed
When I had walked before
Told her tales I had been told
Told her tales I had not told
Because they were not tales when they happened to me
I stopped where I had stopped before
Stood and looked at what was still there
Saw what had been built since
Saw what was no longer
Saw myself as I once was
Saw myself as I then was
Neither ever as she was
Standing beside me
Walking beside me
Asking questions
Darting about
Shining in the sunlight
Plumage iridescent
Hints of contrasting colors
Brilliant hues yet to come
Peeking through in words
I carried such colors once
Delighted in them
Did in them deeds in which I took pride
Shed them for others
I have since doffed
Leaving me drab and dull
As I ever was
Because I did not show many brilliant feathers then
Not needing them
Thinking I did not need to be in the race
Plodding along stolidly being all I could do
All I could think to do
All I thought I needed
And I was left behind
So far that I cannot see the path they took
Whom I stood beside at the starting line
She is just now warming up
Saying she might join the marathon
Because she heard my answers
Because she walked with me
Because she stood with me
Because she listened to the tales I told
Because when she bounded up
Smiling
I looked up from where I
Hunched over pages
I smiled
Too
And that was something different from before
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