Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
The trees were taller (when you were young)
Roxy Music
You know it is true: everything,
sound, smell and color were more intense.
The music of every sunset meant
life imagined in future tense.
Furtive fun with the neighbor girl:
getting naked in her closet.
Animal life held fascination—
experience was not yet composite.
Childhood was made easy for us;
grown-ups could do everything.
Friends and cousins joined the chorus
Singing winter into spring—
until it turned to dry routine:
money, taxes, the hours restless . . .
times arrived where dreams were absent;
sleep eludes, and food is tasteless.
Over-analysis tends to destroy
what childhood was able to enjoy.
Your neighbour’s were more fun than mine!
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Lost touch with her around 1974…
wish her well.
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