Hard to imagine that it's only been four and a half years
when she arrived in this world, with no idea about
friendship or love, about holding hands and walking
down a street with her bestie.
We don't know if this particular friend will endure
next year or next week, even, as friends seem to flow through
our lives like sand through fingers that open under a
different sun, on a different day, but this day,
their hands embraced, no doubt shared secrets
and whispers, little girls on a walk in the neighborhood,
mom or dad close behind, but out of earshot.
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