Change her clothes

Fix her hair

And change her clothes again

She scans the black and white pictures

Will I recognize anyone?

Will they recognize me?

Nervously she touches her hair

Repairs her lipstick

Hurries out the door

Those days of proms and dates

And endless cheers at the football games

Were they so long ago? or only yesterday?

She timidly looks around the room

Hugs come at her from everywhere

"You haven't changed a bit" we all say in unison

Now it does seem like yesterday

Could it possibly be fifty-five years

At least the eyes are still the same




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Balancing Act

Early Morning Hiker

Gentle Mornings


Queen Anne's Lace


A Cabin in the Woods

Fishing Upstream

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