Time Moves Along

Time Moves Along


Gabriel Saunders gave me a call.
I haven't seen her in years.
She said, "Don't forget the reunion this fall.
RSVP when it nears."

I thanked her, and asked about Charlie and Phil.
And what about Janice and Fred?
"Freddie and Philip are lovers," she answered
"Janice and Charlie are dead."

I mildly inquired of her fight for equality
no bra for Gabriel Saunders.
She said it appeared it was all for frivolity,
and one less item she launders.

Everything changes with time we are told.
I surely hope I can remember.
A reunion visit with great friends of old.
Did she say June or December?
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