A reunion of old friends
the lush green grass feeling cool
in the shadows of the darkening twilight
huge swarms of grayish clouds
vying to envelop the cresent moon.
A reunion of old friends
and talks of years left behind
a remembrance, laughter, an embarassment
creating an expression for memories
to spew forth from dormant minds.
A reunion of old friends
conversation flowing like a dam breached
flooding the atmosphere with unrestrained gaiety
a gentle tug at memory's land
a presence demanding to be identified
ruthlessly awakening to the present
'cause some thoughts are best buried
indiscretions of an innocent youth.
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