Growing Pains

This poem is about a childhood friend of mine and hints of my fears of ever becoming re-acquainted

It was long ago now,
When I knew you last.
The months and years;
Like wind they’ve passed.

We turned gravel into an ocean,
Two dimensions became three.
In my mind we’re still on that
playground: your childishness and me.

We shared secrets like parcels
that were stamped with laughter.
We dreamed of escaping,
And that happily ever after.

(8 years later)

Then I stumbled
upon a photograph,
Of you as you are now
And the memories; so sacred
Suddenly became ancient.
Broad shoulders and defined jaw.
I sit back and try to take in;
That thing I could never believe before.

You’re not a boy any more.

Reviews

[Acer]

well, what should i've to say to you, but beautiful. Loved it, so, smoothly, you've converted your reality into your poetry words. loved it.

[Pinkjumpers]

Thank you very much. :)