As I sit here and sip my tea

I glance upon my phone

No texts or messages for me.

I kind of feel alone.

I look outside my window

And thus, begin to ponder.

What could my friends be doing?

And I experience sonder.

We all have things we have to do

Have our own families

We cannot always come through

At any time we please.

The things we must prioritize,

Keep us from each other.

If that’s the case,

It’s always nice

To make plans with one another.

At times the plans get canceled.

But please, dear one, don’t fret.

We each live our own complex lives,

It’s best to not forget.