Reminiscing At The Fort Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Nonchalantly sitting back, thinking about ideas being
collected by intellect as we ride back to the senior
center and then to our homes.

Loving this beautiful day and everything about it,
having met a bunch of our friends at the Fort, having
lunch with them, joking, talking, having a great time.

Reminiscing, telling stories of reality that have been
parts of our lives in the past and laughing joyfully
at the antics of our younger days.

Discussing a variety of topics and issues well-known
to us, happily learning each others opinions and
agreeing or disagreeing at times.