Reunion

Upon diverging highways we all depart
Our trajectories and lives awaiting
For this brief weekend we overlapped
In a dance of ocean foam and bonfire splash
We laughed at how it used to be
Years made simple by younger eyes
Now grown we peer over walls
Brick and mortar politic and parenting
God reinforcing the ramparts
Forested Tillamook highway passing below
We already long for the next reunion

-T. Weeks
(A response to “Look Down Fair Moon”)