Reunion

What do you say when you meet with a friend
After decades of being apart?
Can you continue from where you left off?
How do you know where to start?

Your memory’s stuck with an image and thus,
Certain photos are frozen in time;
It’s jarring to realize how much we’ve all aged
When we picture ourselves in our prime.

Even if someone looks great, you can see
The give-away march-of-time changes:
The innocence lost, the hair that’s turned gray,
The subtle way flesh rearranges.

So you reminisce and return to that time
When life seemed so easy and sweet;
And you understand being there, just for a while,
Is a lovely and magical treat.