Reunions

First one in the city

Wearin' all those grass stained jeans

Nothing is forgotten, everyone is pleased

Someone got his hair cut

The girls have lots to say

His friends had felt more comfortable

With it worn the other way

And I don't know if I'll see you again

Next one at the old house

Snow is on the ground

Photographs and wine are passed around

Someone toasts an absent friend

Another takes his seat

They gather round the dying fire

But the circle's not complete

And I don't know if I'll see you again

Last one by the highway

Wind blows through thin smiles

Someone made a wrong turn

Missed a joke by miles

Someone got their hair cut

A tear in her eye

But no one even comments -

Except to say 'goodbye'

And I don't know if I'll see you again