They gathered around and met once more,
embraced and nipped by the night’s nostalgic air.
Some of them remembered, while the others forgot.
A number of them though wished dearly that someone far away
though not yet hear, would soon stay.
They grew up and life got real.
Perhaps it was a blessing that their laughs, smiles, jokes, and exchanges
were nothing but truthful, honest, and loyal.
Oh darling girl how lucky can you be! For you have friends whom photograph’s are no longer stills.
They’re living, they’re vivid, unmasked by life’s cheats, they are all behind you ready for the kill.