I have had playmates, I have had companions
In my days of childhood, in my joyful
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
I have been laughing, I have been carousing,
Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom
All, all, are gone, the old familiar faces.
One morning I paid attention intently to a green bench in front of my neighbor’s lawn. Every morning I walk pass it, yet somehow that morning it’s different. I imagined my best friend and me sitting there talking non sense. Perhaps about our old crushes that seem almost decades ago. Perhaps about our dreams about things we’re not even sure exist. I missed her so and I was waiting for her to look me up on her computer. I was waiting for all the familiar faces that used to be there greeting me ‘hi’ and ‘hello’, gave me hugs and blow some kisses. But no one there. No one sat on a green bench in front of my neighbor’s lawn.