Reunion With The Past

I remember you in this evening's mist,
You pass me the ever-proverbial glance,
Taking me aside you remind me of good old times,
You retell the tale of my first step and my first kiss,
Engaged in this conversation ever so immensely,
That no notion of time passes us by,
Recollections are shared, and feelings are felt,
Emotions are churned and the mind is moving,
It is great to see you again my aged comrade,
I go about my business never thinking of you,
But I do take time to ponder, to think of the good old times.

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