something said

there’s something to be said

of the new, shiny,

young and bold,

things that sparkle

and covered in gold,

of adventures planned

and futures untold.

there’s something to be said

of the old, ramshackle,

bedraggled and rusty,

things faded

and a little musty,

of pathways traveled

and footpaths dusty.

there’s something to be said

of the anticipation of tomorrow

or the reflection of yesterday. 

one seeks a future story

the other,

grasps at past glory

to tell a teaching story.

*from the files of very bad poetry by bia