SCHOOL DAZE

ONCE AGAIN IT IS TIME,

TO WRITE A POEM AND MAKE IT RHYME;

TODAY, I THINK THAT IT WILL BE,

ABOUT THE GIRL THAT ONCE WAS ME;

BELL BOTTOM PANTS AND LONG STRAIGHT HAIR,

OF POLITICS, I DID NOT CARE;

TO GO TO SCHOOL WAS MY ONLY JOB,

WITH ALL MY YOUTH AND TIME TO ROB;

I WASN'T HIPPIE NOR COWBOY,

TO PLAY CHAMELEON WAS MY JOY;

I WASN'T IN A CERTAIN CLICK,

CHEERLEADER NOR GEEK KINDA CHICK;

KNEW MOST THOSE KIDS SINCE GRAMMAR SCHOOL,

BUT HIGH SCHOOL SEEMED TO CHANGE THE RULE;

OH, THEY'D STILL SMILE AND GIVE A WAVE,

THEIR SOCIAL CLIMBER SELVES TO SAVE;

BUT WE ALL KNEW JUST WHAT THEY THOUGHT,

THEIR STATUS AT THE SCHOOL WAS BOUGHT;

I DID NOT WORRY, I DID NOT CARE,

MY FRIENDS AND ME, OUR LIVES DID SHARE;

WE WERE SO CLOSE AND HAD SUCH FUN,

I MISS THOSE DAYS, BUT THOSE DAYS ARE DONE;

SO MANY YEARS AGO IT'S BEEN,

AN ENTIRE LIFETIME'S PASSED SINCE THEN;

A REUNION'S PLANNED, IT'S ON IT'S WAY,

WHO WILL BE THERE ON THAT DAY?