My Old Hangouts Poem by Dorsey Baker
My Old Hangouts
When I visit my old hangouts
I see new faces
its my old hangouts but its
a new generation
of people hanging out
in my old hangouts
grey hair
wrinkles
death and dying
that is what has happened
to the people
of my old hangouts
they have aged
just like me
and my old hangouts
look different
they have changed too
so much has changed
with the passage of time!
Friday, May 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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