BACK TO YESTERDAY
Out of the blue they come;
Faces that ring a bell.
You muse- yes, you know them!
That look, Oh! you know it.
Speechless, then you discern
Your little, old schoolmate!!
The golden gate opens
To a far yesterday.
Time spans and it happens—
You’re back in your class-room,
Gleefully, as if home,
Together, in no time.
The blissful moments are through—
You bounce back to today.
To what that remains true.
You watch you pal once more
And note the mutations
That leaves you in wonder
The once ugly duckling
Is now a graceful swan!
The handsome prince charming
Turned to a worn-out man!
The vapid nincompoop
An ingenious top!
And you… just look inward
Does a tinge of spite prick?
If so, throw it outward.
Treasure the spur moment.
Delight, or share a pain
With childlike contentment.
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