Way back when you remember The occasional hearse parked Knowing what it meant was Absorbed like a jelly sandwich Time is not a trickster and Over the years young and old Are taken away and lost forever Just a few lingering memories left A classmate shot down in Korea Flying a reconnaissance plane He always dreamed of being A pilot and wore the clothes That gave him that look His dream fulfilled at the cost Of a broken-hearted mother Mr. Warwick stopped shuffling by We later discovered the reason why Somehow we put things off and It becomes too late to stop by Just to say hello and how are you The stomach sours because We didn’t take the time, but After all, there were many things To do and you cannot possibly Do them all and be one person Now and then you read the paper Or hear it from a friend that one You knew and grew up with is gone And even for yourself you wonder how Long you have and in what condition Will the world find you in Everything changes and the things You knew so well no longer exist As you have remembered them They are not yours anymore and You have no say but know what You would say if only you could, but Then again what difference does it make? You cannot go back to yesteryear If you could you would probably Make a rerun of what you have Already forgotten and life goes on You reflect and know you lived It pretty well, still feeling like a kid but knowing you are only kidding yourself Stanski July 22, 2020 ^
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Steve Haarman 