The Might Have Been and the Never Was

The Might Have Been and the Never Was,
The Futures That Died, The Forgotten Cause,
The Unmet Dreams from Yesterdays,
All meet for lunch on odd Tuesdays,
Where they complain about the sorry state
Of Things As They Are, (who’s always late),
And talk about their aches and their pains,
And stumble about on crutches and canes,
While The Resolutions from last New Year’s Eve
Argue over how much tip to leave.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Lawless Avatar
March 18, 2017 at 1:51 PM
Jerome, stop eavesdropping on the old people in restaurants... the song "Glory Days" started playing in my head as I read this really humorous peek into how others view we old folk.....
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March 18, 2017 at 2:15 PM
John, Hey, us old guys have a right to eavesdrop on the other old geezers. Actually I wasn't thinking of "old folk"; just having fun with personifying abstractions, and letting the rhymes take me where they will.
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