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And the Beat Goes On
Eight twenty-something women, life-long friends,
met at a local restaurant for lunch.
We occupied the party room and closed
the door. We were a loud and lively bunch.
We talked about the present—college, men,
careers, and children. Then one of us asked,
“Do y’all remember when . . . ? And so began
a moving tribute to the past. We basked
in memories of childhood and recalled
the drama, angst, and joys of high-school days.
How wonderful it is to reminisce
with kindred-spirit friends I love to praise!
We still have get-togethers. There’s so much
for sixty-something life-long friends to share.
We talk about retirement, future plans,
our kids and grandkids, health, and taking care
of parents. Then—like forty years ago--
somebody says, “Do y’all remember when . . .?"
And so begins a tribute to us all.
We’re much the same as we were way back then.
April 19, 2018, written for Emile Pinet's New Poems Only--2 Contest
(topic, friendship)
Copyright ©
Janice Canerdy
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