Those summer days have long since passed
Those days when I was young
And free of ties
And the cares and worries of the world.
In that summer I had a plan
Though roughly sketched
And adrift in the aloofness of youth,
It was clear to me.
My life since then
Two decades now
Has rambled and sauntered
And led me far from home.
Where has your plan led you?
Has it fallen by that wayside
Rubbing shoulders and keeping company
With the isolation that life can sometimes bring?
Where has your journey brought you?
Where have your hopes been parked?
Where have your dreams been sold?
Or is it as you always thought it would be?
(C) 2008, Tim Prendeville
It was a special year,i remember it well.Ed