Saturday, 11 November 2006


I never understood the phrase "When you're older, you'll understand."
Possibly because I wasn't old enough.
Mum always sadi it and my confusion spiralled
Up, up and away,
Blue chasing pink chasing yellow.
The world was soft, the rain that fell
Never dampened my spirits, only my hair.
Days dragged on and ran away to sulk,
Unhappy at being unappreciated,
Years skipped past and did the same,
Now I search for them behind the sofa,
In the attic, under my bed.
I can apologise now for the lack of attention, I never realised
How much I would miss them, you.
Everything's changed and frayed, old and decayed but there are new things too.
I'm older and different and now-

I understand.

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