(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Dancing To Old Tunes

There are no ties I wish to keep,
With anyone seeking to enter playgrounds.
Wanting to reminisce a swinging on swings.
Or those seesawing near remembered sandboxes.

There is 'something' about living my life,
In the 'here' and 'now'...
That a yesterday that has gone,
I can not relive with a desire of dancing to old tunes.

And there is something to be said,
About those who enjoy...
Celebrating places that no longer exist.
As if their lives lived today comes as a surprise.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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