Reflection

Then and now

Where are they now? The people who once touched
Our lives but then disappeared from view
To enjoy endless time off in lieu,
Recompense for the numbered days spent clutched
To our bosoms, before love’s stems were scutched,
Pounded to pieces by rough edges too
Diamond hard for years to wear them through
To soft toleration of being hutched
Together, sharing chores and life’s little
Triumphs, as we have done for decades since.
It’s not regret exactly but sometimes
Chance will start a chain of thought and it’ll
Awaken dormant feelings and evince
Reflection that the bell tolls not, it chimes.