the wind blows across
tree branches outside,
I am reminded of the past,
sitting inside
in my recliner
observing what I can...
reminded of a time when
as a lad, I was full
of many ideas to revolutionize
the world in which we lived,
from toys to transportation
and points in between
like fantasies of space,
wars between planets and
ancient aliens who had
visited us once or twice,
the creatures imagined were
fierce and strong,
taking no prisoners,
beating down all who stood
in their way... as if we
were nothing but ice cubes
falling from a dead sky.
It was a childish fantasy,
I suppose...
keeping me up at night
exploring the vast universe.
November 29, 2024
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