Bathing South Down hills
The sun accompanies us
Smiling while we reminisce
A stroll across the years

Faithful orb that shines on us
Before at night retreating
Only to return again
Its loyalty unwavering

Nothing is required of us
No need for filling gaps
Simply being is enough
Silence is not amiss

Finally descending with
Its gentle amber kiss
Waves farewell as we depart
This friendship that persists

Managed to snatch a couple of days walking with old friends from Imperial this weekend. The intervening decades meant nothing.
(21.03.22)

© Ben Quant 2022