School Reunion Poem by Lodigiana Poetess

Her smile hides it all
The confidence radiates and warms all within its sphere
Nothing is amiss,
No one notices….
Lingering on the periphery of the chatting groups,
debating when to enter the conversation- and how..
Knowing that whatever words she speaks will be a lie…
Well, maybe embellishment would be more honest…
Listening to whining voices droning on about holidays,
Childrens nannies and buying bigger houses.
Who's wearing Louboutin heels? And more importantly who isn't! ....
Shifting uneasily on her well worn wedges
She glides between the perfumed, mannequins hiding her un-manicured nails.
Praying no one asks her ‘what do you do? '
How will she make School dinner server sound dynamic?
How could she show these shallow, ghost women
that nothing much compares to the smile a child gives you when you slip an extra
piece of pie on their plate?
How does she explain the joy felt when little hands excitedly
thrust end of term chocolates at you? …
Would they know the fulfilment felt when, once a year,
a class of 7 year olds sing a rousing ‘ Happy Birthday' to you?
whilst giving you that wonderfully toothless grin all 7 year old have?
No… these woman know nothing of that!
Keep your shoes ladies! ..
Keep your keeping up with the Jones's!
She has discovered treasures beyond compare…and smilingly knows
It's time to go home… until next year.