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A Pleasure To Meet


Have not met my classmates for long,
those who learned with me from grade 1.

We stayed through the school.
Joined the same college but
majored in different subjects.

Fifteen years, we, had been together.
Life drove us to diverse assignments.
We lost contact.

Delightful to see them.
Could discern a transformation
in posture and movement.

With peppery hair a
and a few missed teeth,
we identified each another.

A pleasant acquaintance it was.
Wish to re-establish the relations
at this mature age.