Exceptional The sad slide into Alziemmer's The Days When He Was A Kid by bob cullen

The Days When He Was A Kid The old gate's hanging open Just like it always did The clothesline's sagging unloved Memories are struggling to stay alive The days when he was a kid The cows are long gone As is the tree where we hid The smokes and the food That he stole from the fridge The days when he was a kid Off to Nanna's and Pa's Every second weekend Two hours cramped in a car The radio's playing songs from back when The days when he was a kid She opened the door Let yesterday in Saw what it did on his face The smile takes him home to The days when he was a kid Now yesterday's faded The friends are all gone He's all alone in his room Retreats to a place he feels safe The days when he was a kid Recognized Author Notes I don't know where this came from. I just woke up with the first three lines rebounding in my head. I'm not even sure it's poetry. It has no rhyme, no meter and no real shape. Hope you enjoy it.

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