Time and Space
Time And Space
In the class rooms from the very first grade,
we played with trucks and toys in the sand box
We learned side by side to read, write, and do math
At recess, we took to the swings and merry go rounds
We were just boys, so far removed from becoming men
For a long while, it was simply about friendships and sports
At seventeen, separation began as I set sail in search of my new world
Years passed and opportunities knocked; the space between us stretched
No one told me how time and space would separate our lives
Some of us went North, searching for a better life in The Windy City
There were a few who stayed close to home, in their familiar South.
Dreaming of sweet fruits, some went East toward The Big Apple.
And me? I went every direction until settling West, where eagles nest.
No one told me how time and space would separate our lives.
From 2000 miles away, I have sadly gone to too many funerals.
Does knowing the ‘pain of distance’ make a difference? Only God knows.
From a distance, I have gladly returned for far too few family reunions.
For nearly forty years, from The Golden State, I have visited family and friends.
But I have been partitioned from friends, unseen since early childhood.
No one told me how time and space would separate our lives.
06092016 PS Contest, Distant Things, by John Lawless
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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