10 yrs

Day 1:

First and foremost I’m here to give thanks, to those who rekindled the flame, to help me remember those lost days, the misconceptions, what a difference a talk made, reminiscing, on when I jitted across stage, man did they all rave, hanging with ya’ll takes me back to the classrooms and when I ran through the hallways, smacking the clocks, though my actions were not, rambunctious, it still seemed to happened a lot, I had to craft something that would have love which adds exponentially to the reactions I got, seeing everybody who showed up, pose for, the photographer, who’s loading the, camera capturing shots, memories, give me a minute please this here’s weird, man how time flies, can’t believe it’s been 10 yrs, let’s make a toast to the fact we still here and still breathing, to build rapport is the real reason, we come together, not to mention us as kids teasing, the have-nots, but never think that it has stopped… ha, ha, which sends the message, you know what? We’re big kids no question, even as grown-ups, seeing it’s so much, strife we could gripe about, let’s try, to enjoy this day and night we out, the best times, we celebrated, so elated how, we left right, where we started and we made it wow…clap to rhythms drum, salutations, to the class of the millennium, vowed to stay in, touch, and so, on day 2, my contacts I will give to them…

Day 2:

Now, it was relayed to me the day would begin at 1, so I’ll leave then by maybe 3 and some, didn’t show for the boat ride, so I, thought to myself this picnic bout to be dope why, wouldn’t they come? I can sympathize with 30 something, but this time it’s only 5 bucks, and it’s just my luck, I get there and see no one, cause I’m the, first to arrive but, I had to leave, to seek a store, cause she of course, was bringing, nothing more than that but beef and pork, at the picnic, got to witness you with your children, bittersweet moment, cause mine are elsewhere, those flames I couldn’t keep’em lit, and I don’t see it fit, to mention no names, if you reading this, receiving it, thanks to those, who didn’t graduate with us, but they came along, and I can understand why some would be reluctant hang, stuck in the same, position, essentially nothing has changed, if I worked with someone or I saw them every day, I would purposely stall and even hesitate, and would not get involved, you can see it in my waist, that I’m chunky and flawed, so I’m thinking that I’ll wait, until the next one is called, but by then it’ll be too late, see I’m ugly and bald, or my egos in the way, so, nothing is resolved, so neither shows their face, leaving umpteen calls, let’s proceed on with the day…now ok look, here’s my email (mrelmjr@yahoo.com) blogspot (ygbstudentoflife.blogspot.com) and I’ll soon create a facebook, ha, ha, I may be stretching it though, you have a better chance of getting a text on yo phone, it’s been signed sealed delivered plus it came with a kiss, the way cadence laid, in ways it may not make any sense, but I made it stay in place, for me say it again, I’m giving thanks and praise away the inspiration for this…YOU!