Reminiscing a reunion
Social media enables a verbal ‘reunion’
Old faded pictures emerge from old albums…
Excitingly and childishly, baby boomers reminisce
the good and carefree days…
That’s me, is that you?
Who is this pretty girl?
and this handsome boy?
Can’t remember, …
we need more walnuts. (for our brain cells)
‘And where have you been all these fifty years?’
‘Hibernating… in the soil
… and just woke up, ‘ replied a former badminton ace.
In the background, was a class monitor, and he still is.
So he gathers his flock
all over this village globe
for a fiftieth anniversary.
But some sheep were lost.
Where have they gone to?
Hard knocks shaped the lives of many.
Yet together and hopefully, most will reunite in a coming physical meet.
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New friends are silver, but old are gold
Don’t count the years…count the memories
Memories are the threads that hold together the patchwork of friendship.
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Chen Song Ping 
Good poem – agree “Don’t count the years…count the memories”
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I like this line, “we need more walnuts (for our brain cells)”. Nice to see you back on WordPress.
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Thank you, Vanya! Good to be back once in a while, when inspiration hits.
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Fun reunion review.
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It is, Pat!
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“*Reminiscing a reunion* is akin to finding a neddle-in-a-haystack, *&*
like the experience finding a diamond in the rough
*&* introducing a beautiful lady wearing a full-length Russian Fur Coat *&*
dripping in sapphires=a poetic MASTERPIECE!’_-Van Prince
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Nice to see an update from you, Serena.
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Unforgettable times with real people justifies a reminiscing reunion that’s Unforgettable!
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A nice post, beautifully written!
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