Lookng Back
I see myself myself today,
as once I saw
others.
An old man walking,
the stores.
Wondering what,
he rememberd of his
youth.
As being one of those
old men today,
I remember so much.
My first girlfriend,
holding hands,
with hidden kisses.
Gathering my change
together.
To buy
her a gift.
Siting in her den holding hands,
watching the TV.
With her parents,
just out of hearshot.
Those are days ,
I shall never
forget.
Copyright © Tucker Carwile Jr | Year Posted 2023
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