Footsteps of Music

meeting up with the little guy

Footsteps of Music

Searching for the footsteps of music in my youth
Scrubby little boy
Did enchantment escape you
Where is that old imaginary friend Pip
How you played in the fields
Untouched by all the dirty little lies of life
Where are you now
In the music of things
Of how the footsteps have grown
Walk with me awhile
Tell me things you have heard
As we walk in our smiles

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

What so sweet about this little guy is I've been his friend my whole life.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Doodley!

I'm 4 or 5 years old and totality unaware of the dysfunctional family that lived with me.

Regards,
al

[.]

A very gentle reminiscing write, Alfred.

The older we get the more prone we find ourselves to looking back to the past, rediscovering those youthful joys and precious carefree moments that we carried with us on our life journey. For they always bring a swell to our heart and a smile to our face.

A lovely write. Gently longing musings for the soul.

[Sami Khalil]

"In the music of things
Of how the footsteps have grown
Walk with me awhile
Tell me things you have heard "

[Alfred Kukitz]

Forever grateful for your visits my friend. Always a Thank You waiting for you at the door of my writing.

Regards,
Al

[Sami Khalil]

You are most welcome...

[Sami Khalil]

We grow, we mature and we see change inevitable happen to us and our imaginary friends. Imagination grows in stages reflecting on the lies of the past and the truth of the moment. An excellent write, poet...

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Moon's Fairest Daughter!

My mind turns into some unknown beast who delightedly writes verse I sometimes don't believe it's really me.

Regards,
Al

[Moonie]

I had an imaginary friend too when i was little. Perhaps we all do, at some point of our life. This was such an emotive write, Al!! Loved it!