Reunion

We've been together
not once, but for most,
more than seven years
as playmates, as friends.

And ten years from now
we shall converge, seated
in a long table: thumbtacked mantel
silver spoons, white plates.

Reminiscing about the happy past:
a happy hour with wine, bbq
beer, nachos, chips, pizza?
Just like old times.

You are in your black and whites
in your formalities, heeled and polished.
We never thought you'd end up this way
rich, successful, beautiful, smart!

And the Valedictorians
and the talkers, the microphones
give a speech - sentimental.
A tear meanders down your cheek.

Cheers! Salute! A toast!
to those who remembered
to those who never forgot;
returned, reunited.