Life is surpassed (promenade poppies)

Old and confused
Lost and frustrated
Stan sits alone with his memories castrated
he sees the young boy from the promenade’s past
With an innocent sense that summer would last
He sees the young girl and senses the fear
As he asked for her hand at the end of the pier
He remembers the war and those years spent away
And the promenade poppies on armistice day
He remembers the fact that he outlived his son
And the shadow it casts in the promenade sun
Stan sits and waits
life is surpassed
Unable to decipher present or past
(He pays his regards to the promenade)
Before he breathes his last


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