One day you're walking

When once you ran

One day

You stop and feel the moment

(Sand between your toes

Your nose inhaling salt)

And you witness time

Having done its thing:

Everyone too young

Too naked restless vain

Distracted

Everything much faster now

And you wonder who would listen

Too many words to say

But they - the young -

They speak in acronyms

Too rushed

For proper sentences

And feeling moments

Need and greed biting

At their communal heels...

Hell

You smile

(Sometimes observing

Is your only brief connection

With the young ones)

And then you join them

LOL- lots of love

In your grin

No laughter in it