Notes About The Poem

Five best friends from college met up

At their old hang out to reminisce

They laughed and talked about the old

days.

All of them had families of their own.

Life had been good to each one of them.

 

It was an outstanding evening; they had

an amazing time.

Music played, everyone danced and

Partied all night long in their Vip room, they left

After midnight, they had no care in the world.

Catching up was invigorating, no stones left

unturned, new memories made.

They were positive and certain they’d most

definitely somehow meet again.

 

Message In a Bottle

08/27/2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Mcconnell Avatar
September 5, 2021 at 12:37 PM
A lovely acrostic piece Alexa, nice imagery and insightful thought too. Blessings,Gordon
Pandit Avatar
August 28, 2021 at 5:48 AM
Sounds like a lively memorable get together, Alexis. Those who know each other so well, will decipher the message.
Buhagiar Avatar
August 28, 2021 at 1:50 AM
The importance of friends. Lovely write. HUgs.
Daniel Avatar
August 28, 2021 at 1:46 AM
Great acrostic of reminiscing olden times, Alexis, wonderful hidden message too - drinking and driving, sirens roared, doa...hope I'm right!
Edmonds  Avatar
August 27, 2021 at 7:18 PM
Sounds as if a good time was had by all Alexis, it’s good to keep in touch with friends from one’s past. Got the message - drinking and driving, sirens roared, doa. It took some working out, Jo got it before me, I’ve just edited my reply… Belle
De Beaulieu Avatar
August 27, 2021 at 12:18 PM
HelloAlexis Y., good to get together with friends from the past. Hugs.
Leffanta Avatar
August 27, 2021 at 11:45 AM
Good times are worth remembering, especially now!
Sands Avatar
August 27, 2021 at 11:41 AM
Sounds very nice Alexis. Well written Acrostic. Your title reminds me of when I was a child and sent a message in a bottle, tossing it off a bridge with my address on it and another child contacted me! I hope all is well :)
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