She was not that much younger or prettier
Time had had its way with the both of us.
Not in that cruel way that time can shrivel
and lay pain deep to the bone
More in the gradual way years give toll
to bodies active and hungry for life.
Side by side to the steady click of our needles
building the weave of knit and purl in steady lines
Finding the commonality in the unexpected line
of our lives in the school days in the same town
Siblings held to old friendships in the how did
we not know that.
Click click we build our chatter to who knows who
in the way back then, in the isn’t that wonderful.
Reminisce conjuring up all those decades ago
carrying us to retirement and medicare,
And those we knew almost together, bonding
in the simple knit and purl of making something
That lasts forever.