THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE

This is where I once had races.
Who won and who didn’t?
I can’t remember.

And this is where I once had English class.
What did we read? Was I a good student
or a bad student? What kind of teacher
did I have? I can’t really remember that
either. Maybe if I tried.

There are always big days to have,
always new chapters to start.
Eventually, though, things
don’t matter very much.

Let’s go for a long walk tonight.

(14 June 2006)