The years fall away and disappear
and you are the reason my dear;
the minute your smiling face appears.
Once again we are young and gay
as we dance the wa-watoosi, giggle
and re-live old times 'til break of day.
Age can't erase the fun of that place inside
where these two young girls still reside;
those days, long gone in passage of time,
still shine as bright and bubbly
as our memories and wine.
Carolyn Brunelle
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reunion-49/
