Since it’s June and therefore graduation time, I’m posting a poem I’d written a while back about high school reunions, apparently an event which puts the school years in retrospect long after classmates say their goodbyes and go their separate ways. Let’s just say I felt inspired. Enjoy LOL
“10 years later”
A decade has passed since my high school graduation.
My reunion is coming up.
As I ponder about the taunts,
the cornered status
put upon me growing up,
I think about what my classmates might think about me now.
Perhaps they’d be in shock
When they see how much I’ve blossomed from
eye-contact avoiding little girl,
into a bolder,
more confident woman who has
a little girl in her mother’s own image.
Anticipating the 10 years since graduation,
I could only imagine what those
sons-of-bitches might be thinking
upon seeing me for the first time in years:
“Wow! You look so … different!”
But I’ll show gratitude in advance for their
Resisting telling me what they really think:
“Congrats on making yourself over so you
Look like you belong to civilized society!”