Category: Reunion-Poems

 

We don’t see the lines on faces and eyes

on hands that are swollen and veiny to die,

we don’t see the marks between bruising skin

we only see the heart that lies within…

 

We don’t see the faded eyes or the creases

of age

round thinner lips all we see are those days,

the echos of past as we engage

in the memories words bring,

now all we see are the tales of fun

of faded impressions in photos when young…

 

When vibrant, eager and easy to know,

we were brilliant, dazzling,

scintillating, so ready to go

at just a moments notice,

wearing only our smiles

in shorts and flip-flops we

travelled the miles.

 

Now we only see those days we wish to recall,

of jaunty hearts, crystal minds

when we were young…

Inventive, creative, accomplished and yes phenomenal!

Our extraordinary minds propel us onwards,

our delicious memories sustain us…

 

So we don’t see the lines etched or the tired eyes,

on faces of friends and lovers who bide,

we see only the heart and the spirit inside

so deep is that joyful echo of life

of an echo…of this echo…

it’s all we see…

 

Susie Hemingway 2019