Just For You Poetry

Plumper aged faces
thinning hair, colour gone,
now grey and sparse,

familiar smiles
in unfamiliar surroundings,
this is them now
a now I do not know,

but in those days of youth
when we...well, when we;

They all have families now
most have grandchildren,
it´s all so far away
from what we were then.

Each of us have gone our own way,
each of us have lived our own different lives
and each of us can go back to then in an instance
on seeing faces long/not forgotten from the past,

faces that were our past,
our past that we will always treasure
and how wonderful it is
to revisit those times and be hit
by that blast from the past.