To me they've become strangers dear friends I used to know <br />From them I do live distant and apart we seemed to grow <br />In the school-yard in the lunch hour I joined them playing football <br />How come the happiest memories are the saddest to recall? <br />Like me time is catching up on them they have known a better day <br />Primary schoolboys of the fifties the years have left them gray <br />Their children mums and dads now and time is ticking on <br />On looking back the Seasons where have the decades gone? <br />To me they've become strangers I've not seen them for years <br />But for my fading memories I've lost the urge for tears <br />Like me they have grown older to father time we bow <br />But the present is what matters for we must live in the now <br />The past has gone forever but the memories remain <br />And in fancy with them I play ball in the old school-yard again.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-me-they-ve-become-strangers/
