Wednesday, May 25, 2022

A Road Passes By

a paved road passes by the front of my house

it is used by vehicles large and small...

and on some days there is no traffic at all

sitting outside on my front porch,

on the other side of the paved road is a

large field belonging to the owner

who lives in a house on the hill

looking down on the rest of us...

he is never outside except to mow but

do not know if it is him or hired help,

neighbors on either side don't care

about our neighbor as they pretty much

mind their own business as well...

and when the occasion arises that we do

find ourselves talking it is usually about

meaning topics neither of us cares for,

we entertain ourselves on our back deck

when the sun is high in the sky and the

heat from the grill is more tolerable

and the flies are at a standstill...

time is of no concern here nor does it pay

attention to our endeavors - it passes by

just as quickly as it always has, leaving

very little in its wake except for age,

a paved road passes by in front of our house

and no one ever stops to say a word...

vehicles large and small pass by daily

never waving hello or goodbye...

a real estate broker once asked me

if I would sell... my response was unkind

and alone ever since I've been...

we live in the shadows of our future

and in the forgotten memories of our past,

the present never remains too long

but we grow old nonetheless...  we wonder

when we have nothing else to do

if this life we had is really worth it.



16 May 2022

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