Comrades have once again regathered,
To repair and rebuild the bonds that may have shattered.
However, there are not smiles on all of our faces,
But rather wet eyes with tears that leave long traces.

How long has it been since our last confrontations?
Such a thing is not easy to tell with the rush of emotions.
Still, it is hard not to wonder,
And there may be dark thoughts that we force asunder...

What exactly is a reunion?
When long time friends arrive for a communion?
Or a lasting moment of happiness
tweaked with a short second of sadness?