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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required She wrote, “Hey, Joe, how are you? It has been a long, long while; I remember all the fun we used to have; I still remember your constant smile.” “It seems life has been good to you; At least, that’s what your social network pages say; I was wondering if we could meet up for drinks When I pass through your town one day?” Her face didn’t look familiar; Her name, for me, didn’t ring any bell; I lied and said that I remembered her And getting together again would be real swell. I said, my wife would like to meet her, She loves seeing friends I knew from my past; Hearing stories about all the stupid things I did Always seems to make her laugh. I gave her my cell phone number; Told her to call if she ever comes to town; We live a few miles from the city But it is easy to drive on down. I never received another reply from her; That was over three long years ago; I had forgotten all about it; I had forgotten her name once again, don’t you know. Yesterday, on our reunion website, I saw her picture once again; It was from a link to an obit, Saying we had tragically lost a dear, old friend. It seems she was one of the smart ones; I don’t know why she would remember me; I didn’t travel in those circles, I doubt detention was a place she was apt to be. I tried real hard to remember her; What “fun times” we might have had; But, dots were not connecting; My forty-years-ago memories had all gone bad. I sent flowers to the funeral home, In the town I left those many years ago; The card read: “Thanks for all the fun times, Love, your old high school friend, Joe”.
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