When you see me in the crowd
my once and future friend
shouting to hoarseness my hurrahs
elbowing adorers for a closer look
at the seas of calm that hold your joy
like a father holds his infant up
for all the world to celebrate—
remember, if it pleases you,
how far you’ve come
and how
those many years ago
we both perceived
across the barrens toward
the certainty of dreams unfolding
as your dreams unfold today,
my spectacular friend.


© Elaine Stirling, 2017