To my old friend, whose name I see has changed
With marriage vows that I did not attend.
When girls, we vowed to never be estranged
Back then I thought we’d stay forever friends.
Our world was small, our lives so dull compared
To what we knew was just beyond our scope.
We pictured what we’d do and see, prepared
To shed our present skins. We only hoped
We’d not lose sight. We were so impatient.
Though we split, I seek the dreams that consumed
Our days. In study, travel, books, art, I hunt
For what we could not name. I just assumed
You’d do the same. But now you are his wife.
I’m still a child, but in your womb grows life.