The obscure folks long left behind
The kids I knew in second grade
What fine life choices have they made?
Which random paths have intertwined?
Were theirs of fate or well-designed?
Did they falter or succeed?
What became of them, indeed?
Would our lives have changed or veered
From the trails we felt them steered?
What became of Mrs. Price?
She made a point to treat me nice.
What tales of Linda, Meg and Mike
Who rode to school upon a bike
Grandmas now or soon to be
Who've grown and raised a family
The days of carefree joy long-past
Have they led lives that long will last?
Or hidden in obscurity
And picked a recluse life like me?
What tales we'll tell again we meet
By chance upon some pearly street
Remembering days of youth long-past
Those days grew short and went by fast.
© Peggy Cole 2019
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