Closely Distant
Aeons ago, in a close by place,
I met a friend; I saw her face...

Ages ago, when I caught her around,
We spoke for a while; conversation the sound.

A while ago I found her again;
We were silent that time; she was leaving just then...

It's sad to see how this world flies by:
With friends 'round the corner, to whom we never say "Hi..."

It's sad to remember the year just past:
Our meeting first in my room was somehow our last...

But hopes do I have for this year coming up...
And as for the mocha: I think I'd like a cup.  ;-)