Three times

Generally speaking.

it was always summer
always a game
until the bogeymen came

and they came
frequently then
when it was always Summer
when I was ten

and you try to make friends
with them
as a means to an end, but then
you don’t understand it
when you’re only
ten

and time ticks on
until you
open your eyes
and they’re gone
but
you know they’re just hiding
under the bed.
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The middle ground.

In the meantime of a mean time
which was me, me, me time
it all drifted
plans moved
expectations shifted

somewhere time lost me
and that loss cost me
a lot of
years.

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In sight of el dorado.

Today,
but this today and
not that yesterday which
was
today back then

I move forward
I do
I do,
signatures
two

Summer now,
the day
finally came

Nervous?
I could be
I should be
at my age

© 2016, John Smallshaw.