What Happened, Johnny
Some years had passed since I last sat and talked with Johnny
Grandma used to say, "With time, things change and people change."
But I couldn't help but notice that his days were no longer sunny
Now, to know Johnny was like knowing the sun
That light, the radiance, that energy, the hope we all look for was no more
Is it me I asked?
Could my eyes be deceiving me?
But where did it go? That shine, that magnificent glow
Where did my buddy, go?
What happened to Johnny?
Copyright © Stewart Watkins | Year Posted 2024
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