another coffee,
another time.
****!!
we were the it girls,
we were sublime.

all perfect legs
and matching hair
telling all,
what was just and fair

we ruled with an iron fist,
you were **** if...
you didn't make our list.


and now we meet again today.
our high school empire,
long ago and far away.

now two mothers,
standing on the side-line,
wrapped up in chunky clothes
just to stay warm.
so very distant,
far away from, looking fine

but we are happy now.
you with your third
and me with mine,
in chatting we discover
we have both redefined sublime.

and so,
we make time for coffee.
time to share,
the path that led us,
from there to here.