Remembrances

Remembrances

smooth rain slaps
a blacktop top
playground equipped
now wet and childless

quiet, soft whispers from
a motivated wind
whistle through the swing-sets
singing childhood whimsies.

time passes as
we sit carelessly watching.
Years have past
Since we could be innocent.

But sometime, please stop.
look back at those carefree days.
because we, to live them,
never again