Two Houses in Time
One occupied by me
And the other, by the man I used to be;
I’ll be going about my business
Tending to my affairs
And I’ll see the Past
At the bottom of the stairs
And the man ready to go outside
And meet you
Though you are not yet his bride.
And I want to greet him
Take him aside
And speak to him about his life.
I doubt he’d listen
For in his own way he’s vain
And would scarcely allow me time to explain
Still I want to reach him
If only to say
Cherish her and hold her close
Support her at home
Whatever the cost
For there will come a day
Your friends will disperse
Not one from the wedding will endure…
But she will,
For better or worse
And somewhere in future time
An older man
May stop you
And interrupt your plans
Listen to him
If he speaks to you
And exhorts you to cling
To the bride of your youth.
Lovely imaginings, John. Thank you.
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thanks, as always, creatr :)
very different idea, I love the comparison to two times, two houses and two personalities. thank you and I am behind. been bedridden and needed new glasses. cancer taking its toll. Thanks a bunch John.
thanks, Brian - I always look forward to hearing from you - take your time and respond when you can :)
And oh what a blessing that is. More than I deserve that is for sure, lol.
Funny, time must be on our minds this evening, John. :)
I think so, although more of it is on your side, my friend :)
What a beautiful poem. Isn't is so that we all sometimes think, why couldn't we have warned our younger selves. You did it in a poem and in a few lines, you succeeded in making me (and I think all readers) a bit emotional and you made me think about the past. That's a good thing because we all still have future and as long we have future we can prevent us from making the same mistakes or even possibly correcting past mistakes.
thank you, Clio - a very poetic response :)
This line was what drove me inside of your post Č
Unlike you, I have a feeling that all those houses collide somewhere inside, and what is happening is that the whole place ends up pretty much in the mess...
Too many wishes, but the only true reality is one that will survive all the inner shattering.
Wonderfully written.
thanks, @aschatria - very insightful :)
If only we could go back in time and have a word with our younger selves. If only. A clever, well-constructed, and engaging write, John:)
so true....thanks, Pryde
Yes. This is a tear.
Thank you, John.
thanks, @flashfiction
amazing words daer but i think You should enjoy every moments
Wise words, thanks for sharing them. :-)
time fly's by when you get to that point, great poem!
thank you!