They play so easily, these two friends.
Ideas roll, with fluid simplicity.
They talk in a language of their own.
Perfectly balanced, like a well crafted bridge.

Let’s hope the ocean, that now divides them –
Is to them but a stream, to step over.
In their imaginations, they can be –
Free to fly, to jump, to stay connected.

Young friendships like this are such a gift –
When play comes, with such cooperative ease.

They will carry memories of their play,
deep in their hearts and minds –
Until they are united, some other day.