Judy
We were sitting in the backseat
Of someone else’s car, blowing smoke
With fondest wishes, cigarettes
And not cigars. High school yearbooks
Didn’t catch us, neither did our friends,
For we loved each other greatly
As we kissed to make amends.
For whatever life might bring us,
We will always be fine friends,
For we loved each other greatly
As we kissed to make amends,
For whatever life might bring us
Now it’s brought us to these ends.
1958–2021
We were young once; truth always trumps illusion! Life is very good!