So long ago, and far away When we were all so young Tearing through the high school halls We were filled with love and fun. And now comes our reunion Old friends I'll see at last Excitement fills my mind with joy My heart is beating fast. I arrive and I am mystified I see no one I know Could these strangers in this place Be my friends from long ago? Someone asks my name Then sticks a name tag on my dress She hugs me hard and whispers "It's so good to see you Bess!" I sneak a look at her tag And shocked I am to see This tiny white haired lady Had been such a friend to me! I scan the room looking for A boy that I once knew I'm looking for black curly hair And eyes that sparkled blue. I'm talking, wandering, laughing Reading name tags as I go Searching for that special one That I loved so long ago. At last, I read his name tag And my eyes rise to his face His eyes still blue and sparkling But of hair...there is no trace! But in my eyes I soon discover They look the same as way back then So we'll laugh and dance this night away For we may never meet again. ©Charlotte Anselmo Used With Permission All Rights Reserved By Author Website Mail

At The Hop
1950s Juke Box

The 50's tubes is from Pixels by Judy