Thursday, May 26, 2016

Reunion Visit


In a few days I will reunite
With those with whom I always fight.
From a time when we were all quite little,
We would argue about who went in the middle.
And who got the remote and the last cookie to eat.
We'd yell and scream and stomp our feet.
And Mom and Dad would do there best,
To make us be nice like the rest.
It was the best times ever,
We all thought we were so clever.
It's a bond that time can't sever.

But enough of all that.
It's time to chat
And eat cookies till we're fat.

Reunions.

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