Old Friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
Newspaper blowin' through the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes
Of the old friends
Old Friends
Winter companions the old men
Lost in thier overcoats
Waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust
On the shoulders of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy...
Old Friends
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fear
A time it was
It was a time
A time of innocence
A time of confidences
Long ago it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They're all that's left you
Images from Google and Dover, background from Peggy Gatto.
Love the poetry, Linda!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful time piece Linda.
ReplyDeleteGreat inspiration from S&G I enjoyed reading the whole thing. A timely reminder to preserve my memories. Super art, too, Lind!
ReplyDeleteWhat an absolutely perfect image for the lyrics, Linda. Being on the down side of my 70s, I really appreciate this!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic image Linda !! So moving.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful interpretation on time, Linda. The images suit the poem, and the poem is perfect. Standing Ovation.
ReplyDeleteFabulous image and lyrics.
ReplyDeleteThis is so adorable! I love those faces! They suit perfectly to the lyrics you chose.
ReplyDeleteAh, Simon and Garfunkel with memories of wonderful songs and singing. The image is superb and the perfect picture to go with the words of the song. Great artwork, Linda, and thanks for the memories.
ReplyDeleteSuch a brilliant piece with words too match, Linda, great image!
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