BLINK OF AN EYE

Remember when...
Those warm summer nights
under the city lights
on a Central park bench,
all of us friends,

with dreams, looking
forward to the years ahead,
limitless in our
imagination for better things,
taking flight without wings,

each of us ready to take
to road, our shared time passing
like a blink of an eye,

we never thought of getting old,
invincible we were,
but in due time it did occur,
I remember those
warm summer nights,
under city lights,
those days, before we were.