Through distant time and space
the child comes along just to see
how things turned out—
expectations shed like clothes,
courses changed as we ricochet,
learn the hard way.
I will never have those eyes again,
never yearn to star in dreams
that now surround me—
come alive with color and texture
as momentum slows, ready now
to make the most of it.
intriguing – wonder what they would think of us now…
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A long conversation, to be sure. Considerations of time and space, and the changes, but regardless, some seem to bring a little innocence along. It can be so refreshing.
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