Trading places

the merriment and joyful

banter of a warm afternoon

reluctantly surrenders to a

calmer susurrus before dusk,

it is time for good food, fine wine

and meaningful conversation,

thoughts soon idle towards

hopes wishes and dreams,

and the young who still have

much to discover about

themselves, openly chart

their many aspirations as if

bidding for tricks at cards,

as I listen to this foreplay

I am mindful to revisit those

keen intentions of my youth

that valiantly tried but failed

to shape my course,

two generations on I hear

different futures avidly dreamt

and wonder just how much

the game has really changed

Published by grahamrsherwood