We didn't know better
Back then
How time would chase our dreams
Change them
Alter us
Divide our days
Into sections
And slices
Must Dos
And Must Haves
And a million
Maybe another times
You were just the boy across the lawn
When summers were still long
And the grass was wet
Beneath our bare feet
Back then, my friend
Back then
Who would surmise
The imaginary mountains
We climbed as kids
Having nothing better to do
Would turn to mountains of bills
Receipts to file
And schedules to keep
While still in the same shift of seasons
You never aged in my heart
You never went gray
You're still the same old smiling boy
Whose door I knocked on
'Come out and play'
You never aged in my heart You never went gray You're still the same old smiling boy Whose door I knocked on 'Come out and play' A great poem by the poet. I agree with you Rani. Trespassing into this zone for commenting as the comment box is not at all working today.
Congrats, a lovely poem........................................................
A stunning look at how the genuine nature of love lingers forever in the heart, and even in the mind. Beautiful poem.
We climbed as kids Having nothing better to do Would turn to mountains of bills Receipts to file........../// beautiful poem penned
You never aged in my heart Your never went gray And other lines that weld the friendship into the matrix of time Great words thank you Adrian Flett
Wow! What an ode to friendship! Susan, you've made my heart skip a few beats. In such a wonderfully positive way. Half a century later, and I still have feelings for that girl across the street. Maybe I'll give her a call. You've written a heart-felt poem that brings back so many fond memories. Thank you so much. And a HUGE CONGRATULATIONS on receiving this great honour. Very well deserved! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Congratulation Susan, i just log in to wish you this when poemhunter send me this alert and you know what for sure you deserve this honour because this write was done delicately, beautiful touch with nostalgic pen and emotion, the note also make me at least..feel the pristine of your friendship...both of you really have a wonderful bonding as friends forever.love this work so much. Keep writing Susan and congrats again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Who would surmise The imaginary mountains We climbed as kids Having nothing better to do Would turn to mountains of bills Receipts to file And schedules to keep While still in the same shift of seasons You never aged in my heart You never went gray You're still the same old smiling boy Whose door I knocked on 'Come out and play' - - Wow such a lovely write.As children we do not know where life would take us.But we are trapped in beautiful memories of childhood.Congratulations for being selected as Poet of the Day for this wonderful poem.