Six Faces on a Screen

We’ve known each other forty years,

Or close, to be exact

And somehow, our core group of six

Has mostly stayed intact.

 

Since the start, our monthly dinners

Kept us in each other’s loops

And then we switched to daytimes

For the rallying of troops.

 

We talked of kids and grandkids,

Trip and politics and books,

But lately, we’ve had no idea

How everybody looks.

 

For it’s been many moons since we’ve

Been able to connect,

As Covid’s kept us far apart,

Just like you would expect.

 

A few of us have spoken but

We finally agreed

To FaceTime so we could catch up

To see where it would lead.

 

Despite some glitches, there we were,

Six faces on a screen,

The only way, pandemic-wise,

That we could all convene.

 

Though far from perfect, it’s a way

To virtually feel

That forty-year connection,

Both remote and very real.