August 5, 2020
There are places I’ll remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone, and some remain
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends, I still can recall
Some are dead, and some are living
In my life, I’ve loved them all
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
This morning, I went walking in North Park and the cool weather made it feel like fall; also, finding acorns on the ground reinforced the shift that’s coming.
And where shifts and change push us away from the present, push us further from the past, they are also occasions to remember what went before.