Musings by The Poet Loriet
2007
1987.
2007.
20 years later.
Bergan High School.
We will always have that
and Ahooga horns
and dinner at Carnegies
and our special lake
(I wonder if it's still there?).
In 2007, will I still be
"hon" to you and will
we walk into the old
Common Room where we had
Graduation Day breakfast
holding the hand of a dear
old friend or will we
catch each others eye
across a crowded room
and simply be content
to wonder about the
what-might-have-beens?
We have made a pact
together via E-mail,
you in Iraq in your
soldier's uniform,
me in my kitchen
wearing moon and
stars pajamas.
A pact.
A date with destiny.
We will return together
to where it all started
for one night.
Will you save me a dance?
Lori Beal
2007.
20 years later.
Bergan High School.
We will always have that
and Ahooga horns
and dinner at Carnegies
and our special lake
(I wonder if it's still there?).
In 2007, will I still be
"hon" to you and will
we walk into the old
Common Room where we had
Graduation Day breakfast
holding the hand of a dear
old friend or will we
catch each others eye
across a crowded room
and simply be content
to wonder about the
what-might-have-beens?
We have made a pact
together via E-mail,
you in Iraq in your
soldier's uniform,
me in my kitchen
wearing moon and
stars pajamas.
A pact.
A date with destiny.
We will return together
to where it all started
for one night.
Will you save me a dance?
Lori Beal
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2007
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