Folly

 We were standing at the folly

That silly place of fun

To build a tower to nowhere

But by building it, it's a somewhere

We stand and gather every year there

almost

Like you, folly, were almost a tower

Almost a mansion

Almost a reasonable action

Our friendships are for their own sake

Just because, needing no reason

But you're beautiful in your pillars,

Cornices, plinths to nowhere

To noone in particular

And therefore to everyone

And anyone who cares to visit

Can claim this folly as their own

Like you, we were created in the image of a

Grand design, the rest is left

To the imagination

Like that moment when we were

young and our futures

Were left unwritten

Still up to us to fill in

The blanks