Reunion
Past my old house I drove
that town, now sold
left to ones who stuck around
I draw so near to my old town
the works, on Main, shutdown
lofty plans
a mall, apartments
not off the ground
forty years since graduation
forty years of maturation
big smiles, cold shoulders
the same, just older
faces, warm embraces
flood my senses with elation and sadness
some homesickness settles in
then it begins…
we remember
and dance once more.
-J
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