We assumed they were just places
Moments gathering together
Laughter, tears and human embraces
Skin and bones in stucco and stone
Visitors going to the same old places
Strangers alone but together we were sown
Quaint cafes park benches and grass
Evening cocktails help us advance
On faces leaving traces
Of friendships and romance
We were caught in the stases
We assumed they were just places
Funny how best times fly by
Replaced by neglect
Or some other white lie
Time bandits help us disguise
Reflections of the wonder and why
As wet paint on our sky now dries
In line of generations we fade
Like favorite tee shirts or parades
Best of times best of friends
Thinking skies would never end
But clouds never appear the same
Some spring sun, some spring rain
Now; sits alone
Old men old women
Crushed pebbles of stone
Time weathered lines in the skin
We assumed they were just places
As the time soaked us in
