She takes a road trip
with her best friend.
Seventeen years friends.
I watch their progress
on Facebook.
Admire their photos.
Press the like buttons.
Wishful thinking?
Perhaps a bit.
Envy?
Briefly, then gone.
These passages,
they are stops
on my road trip.
/ / /
This poem was written in response to PAD Challenge Day 2 at Poetic Asides.
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