reminiscing

The cat and i
sit around the house
listening to old tunes:
old and new.

The music whirls around me,
reminding me of who
i am and was.

I remember the time
when i was playing the house
to try and secure the prize
not knowing that like music the song
had already been written
long before I wrote it.

How i tried to change
the notes,
the melody,
the mood…

Here i am now,
years later
still thinking about
that tune.

Old smiles, laughs and cries.
The sincere jokes, the new experiences, the mark in time.
The trip, the travel and the destination

Lance M Pope – 27 October 2009

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