We are indeed creatures of habit
as again I find myself with you
talking, thinking, pondering our lives
and if our meeting means more than chance-
a fate - with meaning - a destiny,
star-crossed lovers or a soul-mate friends
our ponderings never amount to and answer
we simply ask
the age old question that never have answers
are we good- are we evil?
Are we right- are we wrong?
We hope that within our conversations
we will find the meaning that our
life depends so solely on
again and again we try
it is time we realize that
these ponderings mean nothing-
we mean nothing and
we are simply creatures of habit
our friendship is thus-
a habit.