Music playing
In my head,
Brass horn melody incidental music
From an old TV show;
I’ve been watching
Reruns again,
As it’s all I have
Since digital took over,
My old TV’s too old for that
And my budget tight
And so, I’ve been doing without,
For the first time in a long while;
I never imagined
When I was growing up
That there would come a day
When I’d have to give it up,
It’s a funny feeling,
As I’d gotten so used to it
And another reminder
Of inconstancy;
These expectations come from somewhere
And we don’t even
Know about them,
Until something or someone is gone;
And then, all at once
We realize:
There goes another something or someone
That we had been counting upon;
Without realizing it,
We had gotten attached
And now suffer a loss
Or a betrayal of trust
But either way, that’s the end of that.
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