The Simplicity Of Then Poem by Jack Dikian

When we had imaginings and we had all kinds of things and we laughed.
' I certainly remember my old school days.
Those days seemed so much longer then,
dragging and dragging our young lives along;
when trouble never that far away.
Those days are long gone now,
and the simplicity of then too.
The thorny affairs of light no match for our enthusiasm to learn
- we understood it all, all that we were asked to know.
After all, wasn't it obvious?
Blackness - the absence of light.
Colours combined to make white.
Shiny things reflected light;
and we watched it bend as it moved from glass to glass.
The simplicity of then!