what happened ?

what happened ?

their hearts were gleefully laughing

and they were playing

in the land of make believe

their joys knew no boundaries

and Grandma sat on the porch

in the shade

observing

eyes twinkling

with a certain recognition

for she remembered

though the subject

may have been a bit different

the way they played

still it was all the same

the games of children’s imaginations

in their innocent celebration

of life

they did not know what liberation was

they never could quite grasp the context

of such convexing things

even Grandma wondered

all to often

why she too did soften

and go along

with that jaded adult song

chasing the elusive rings

of golden promises

that only in the end

seemed to bind her

to hauntings

and her created anxieties

oh there were plenty of smiles

but they were usually due

to moments of some divine light

that periodically slipped

between obligation

and responsibility

and other such adult behaviors

all her life

all she wanted to do

was savor the moments

and learn how to

transmute them to her natural state of being

she wanted to

embrace that light of joy

and let it become eternal

we all vie for such

do we not ?

and here she was

sitting

observing

her long forgotten self

dancing in the Sunshine

and slowly

a smile creased

her wrinkled wise face

and with somber reverence

quietly she spoke to her soul

“that life was once mine”

thank you

but

what happened ?

© 10 June 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.