Rainbow, string, line, cool

Just a quick line to let you all know,
My life is colourful, like a pretty rainbow.

The reason being, my childhood friend from afar,
Has come to visit for a week from America.

We have been friends since the tender age of nine.
Now she’s 58 and I’m 59.

We got squiggly crows feet around our eyes,
Our hair is shorter and we use the same dyes.

But our humour hasn’t changed in all these years,
Its cool entwining our arms, while laughing fun tears.

A string of memories, coloured red, blue and yellow,
Have filled this time with friendship; sweet and mellow.

Reminiscing of long lost by gone days,
Bring back vivid visions that were lost in a haze.

Strings of childhood pictures find their place again,
Which I will cherish in my mind and hope they remain.