My favorite memory is one I

  can never quite remember, or

  decide.

  Because either I made you laugh, or

  you made me laugh, or we

  were both laughing with someone else.

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  Maybe it was the time we talked so much we forgot to eat

  or maybe the time food tasted all the better for the company

  ...maybe the time we toasted in silence.

  Which you was it?

  from this church, or that party,

  or the other state?

  All I remember is that we were together

  and time passed

  and mattered.

  Times of feasting,

  of planning,

  of working.

  And between us, the words we said - or didn't say -

  wove a friendship in time's fabric

  that remains part of the story after we both leave the stage.

  Because the light of love

  makes the hands of darkness feeble.

  I've seen it

  and it's my favorite memory.