Reading Our Thoughts

And there were ten of us

All friends

All looming great into

the future

Not one of us made it

At the bottom of the sea

Or plagued by heaven's mist

We played games abot the past

To tell a story of hope

We were children on a jetty. Unafraid

I do not mind being old and

passed my best dreams

I have other plans

There are five of us

The famous five

I am riveted by the solace of a book

She may of wrote it

But I endow beyond her words

Having experience and living characters

There are none of us to return to friendship

The root of my existence love

It is still pressing

When I die I will die of love

There are millioms of us

Quietly reading our thoughts