a long-lost friend
who i hadn’t realized departed,
slowly backed out the door
years ago, almost imperceptively.
she’s beginning to reemerge
along with the rest of me.
i see her reflected back at me
in mirrors and photographs–
recognizing the joy that flows
from behind her– feeling safe
enough to show herself.
regaining confidence– understanding
that nothing is lost in allowing
herself to step forward– full-force,
dimples and all.