When This Was My Whole Today

On By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems

Back when this was my whole today
With stickers stuck to socks and jeans
The kids would come from blocks away
To storm the place like field Marines

To slide, to rise, to turn, to spin;
To take our turns – or maybe not –
The whole today we’d gather in
The sky the cold the wet the hot

And it’s not that it rusts away
Or that it seems so very small
But whole today’s so yesterday
It matters hardly much at all

And fifty years from now, who’ll stand
Re-living when they were a boy
And look at signs I was once was there
And recall me
With any
Joy

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