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