Tomorrow I meet my past,
A loving friend that wants to reminis.
Will I greet him with a hug,
Or on his lips,
Place gentle kiss....

The child is coming out in me,
I tremble like those day of yore.
I feel the teenage blood in me,
He did this many years before....

Down memory lane we two shall go,
Chatting, wondering where time's gone.
He has the power to make me weak,
Yet he is Oh so strong....

We'll talk of those times in our teens,
When we were Oh so close.
I wonder how much of the past he remembers,
Or what he remembers most



9/2/13.