from sara esther to my dear friend pessy, we are old camp friends but now we are each married, i live in eretz yisrael and she lives in lakewood, i miss her so much, she is pregnant
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From Sara Esther to my dear Pessy, dear friend,
Once campfires faded beneath night's gentle blend.
The laughter we shared, echoes sweet and clear,
Now whispers in memories, cherished year by year.
I dwell in Eretz Yisrael, where the landscapes embrace,
While you, in Lakewood, carve your own sacred space.
Yet across the wide oceans, my heart still can tend,
To the friendship we wove, that will never end.
Oh how I miss you, your voice and your smile,
Though miles stretch between us, they fade for a while.
For soon you'll cradle new life, tenderly blessed,
And in that joy, my love finds a place to rest.
Though time may change us, and paths may divide,
Our bond remains steadfast, a river deep and wide.
So carry my blessings, on wind's gentle flight,
From my heart to your heart, intertwined in the light.