The class of.....

The class of .....

Where once I stood....

smiling, proud,

shadows lie.

The class of 1970, grade 5.

In the course of life

moments gathered

became multi stacked.

Just select...

Today, overcrowded I find,  

new moments replace

long term memories.

Where faces with names

of yesteryear become

fuzzy, blurred, forgotten............. time.

All I see is......tall weeds growing,

memories crumbling...... erased, gone.

My childhood rides

on hollow echoes, along

empty paths, kids laughter played.

Memories rest

on blank walls

where shadows lie

and a photo of faces, lost.

Reviews

[Chris]

I took it you found a Yearbook and took a few minutes to re-view the past. We get nostalgic as we age...and look for memories until we NEED to forget them...

[andrew mitchell]

thank you chris for your words and dropping by. yes old school photos bring back memories of great childhood days sorely missed.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i have lost so many classmates too...grade school graduation in 1964...high school '68---many gone..

life is ephemeral and we are mortal...and for us photos are the memories we have left.

a moving write this is.

[andrew mitchell]

thank you jacob for your words

[Valentine]

How true. So many of the people I went to school with are all ready gone. Some in wars, many girls with breast cancer, etc. Just old memories on old pages. Valentine

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Kathie for dropping by and your words.