Walking around the old schoolyard
Watching forgotten faces play in the field
Dashing every which way
As a memory of laughter fills the air
I can still hear the flat bounces
Of an old rubber doge ball
Bouncing off one child
And into the arms of another
As the girls whisper and gossip
In their special little circles
Pointing and laughing
About god-knows-what
I can still see the new girl
Quietly sitting on the side
And remember how I used to secretly glance
Wondering what was on her mind
Oh how quickly those days have passed
And even faster still, the years go by
And now, I’m just an old man
Revisiting lost memories
Been there, It really is amazing how you can feel like your right back there during those special times in your life.10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very moving piece. I think we have all had this experience at one time or another, but you capture it perfectly.