My Silver Stein

One day as I stood
Where the sidewalk ends
I stared into the field
Looking for my friends
Friends who were playing
And running all around
But I saw only tall grass
Not a friend to be found
The reason you see
Is that we had all grown
So there I stood and stared
And remembered all alone

Comments

Gumption said…
I like this. Is this what happens when you grow up? I'm not so sure that's a positive thing....

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