Surfing idly Surfing idly, I chanced to find your face, The smile, well-known, the chin, the eyes - Features which fascinated fifty years ago. I ponder on your portrait, staring, I will it to react; Come alive, speak! at least blink and show That you remember. Those vivid days, Racing to all events in town, The latest films, jazz bands and plays, A meaty menu for our delight. Step out of your home-page and talk again, Tell me you recall the good times, Our togetherness, our plans. Dare to travel beyond the safety zone Of your self-created niche and say, Why did it end? Wendy