Long memory of old friends,
jubilant greetings,
happy reunions.

Trunks twine like hands,
shoulders rub,
bodies lean into each other.

Family squabbles,
territory, pecking order,
things sort themselves out.

Lingering, reluctant
to be parted, to leave,
even after death.

Graying. Wrinkles.
The elephant
that is me.