Beneath the trestle in the quiet water of the stream…

If I looked would you still be there? hiding under the trestle perhaps some
days looking out, other days looking in.
Are you sad now?
There with your feet in the water
with your eyes on the trees
watching the leaves blow in the wind.
Are you sad now?
Or just angry
mad that all things change.
That the path to what you dream of
and what you saw
was gone.
Perhaps not sad
some other empty thing
beneath the trestle
all alone.

What do you think?

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Written by DocAndersen

I am a long time blogger and technology poster.I focus on what is possible, but I also try to see what is coming. In recent years I have been focused on sharing the memories of my family, as part of my Family History Project.