Aww Janet... it sounds to me like you're daydreaming, even reminiscing, about lost time and memories of the past. I do the same thing and I'm only 21.... but this poem still speaks volumes to me. This is a tremendous write my friend... I'm glad that it's not too sad though, and that the children seem to be happy
Chairs thrown and tables toppled Hands armed with broken bottles Standing no chance to win, but We're not running, we're not running
Great Quatern form, Janya and a beautifully, dreamy poem. Ideal subject for the form and I love your rhyming throughout. Including the children, with their make-believe, makes the story gentle and supports the speaker's day-dreaming. The sun also gives this piece a time-line. I'll move this to the Classic Forms board for you. Exalt! H x
"Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds." ~ Albert Einstein
time has a way of building a picture book full of memories without you even really being aware time is passing, then one day, you can sit back and look through that book of memories, while looking outside your window and seeing sights that remind you of days gone by.
loved it my friend,
Dreams do come true, you just have to have faith in them.