Just Wondering
Form: Free verse
the good days with fun to be had
playing out until the amber flicker lit the street
and it was yours or mine for tea
there were bad days too
when we held each other’s tears
as secret pain was shared
all those days we said we’d never forget
but times have changed
memories faded yet still I hope
you are okay
then realise you are no longer the boy I knew
as like me you are completing
the sixth decade
we are both old now
you’re not the boy in red shorts
and I don’t have pigtails in my hair
and I don’t know the man you are now
did you marry?
have you got kids?
did you achieve your dream
and become a vet?
or perhaps you worked for Esso
like the other lads
©JezzieG2023
Time is a mysterious thing (although Facebook answers some of these questions for us now 😂). Great post. KL ❤️
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I have given up with Facebook – far too much hate on there
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Memories how they haunt us, not knowing what has become of friends who have taken different roads…. Maybe it’s best we don’t know all the answers….but sometimes 💜💜💜
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It’s more likely to be memories of my grandparents that haunt me just lately – little triggers the last few weeks, no idea why that would be.
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Maybe you miss them?? 💜💜
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No maybe that is a definite
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Bless 💜💜
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