years ago
skinny kid
thought he knew
everything
full of bravado
and half-believing
how is it
we lived
through all that
and have come
to this
desire
still tugs
at us
reaching across
the years
the miles
our lives
converging
this path set
before we walked
upon it
no idea
where it leads
only where we’ve
been
maybe
this time
we’ll get it right
(D. James)
disposable poetry 
I really like this coming together again theme…I wonder sometimes if my path had met again with an old acquaintance would I have the courage to walk the path with them now? Such a thought provoking poem.