I see the smiles of the past
Shadows that exist there
Youth, in its prime
A life ahead, the future an open
door

I am privy to the stories
To the experience, I wasn’t
A part
Didn’t share the moments

Like scattered sheets of yellowed
paper, I read the story
Share in the intrigue of
The chapters
Got lost in plot line

The devil is details.
Lost in the future
The story already
Told