nostalgia and living now
how much of who we were as children
stays with us into old age?
turning 70 is 2 years in the past now,
and my childhood is 2/3 of a century behind me,
yet friends from that time are still in my thoughts
and remind me of who I was then,
remind me of the line that holds me like a tether to back then,
a grounding I need to revisit
to feel continuity of career and family with the little kid:
birthday parties, Cub Scouts, Boy Scouts,
teachers who helped me move forward,
friends who shared their selves with me,
friends who still like me for who I am,
friends who I still treasure for who they are,
two of my friends from elementary school and high school
visited with me in the last few days,
we talked of nostalgia and who we are now,
in the twinkle and fire in their eyes
I saw the kid still alive in the adult
making the world a better place:
connecting, giving, playing the hands they were dealt,
all with a sureness that to endure and help
is the best of who we are,
and true to who we were.
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