Decades

I saw a girl running across the green, the park, the garden of the pub

A camping ground attached to the side and the shannon river running at the bottom of it.

Im sitting at a table, enjoying the sunshine and my cool glass of beer quenching my thirst.

As I look at her it strikes me that she looks like me when i was her age, 11, perhaps 12.

Her dark hair lapping and slapping off her back as she runs.

Her calves carry her slight frame with ease.

And as she dissapears out of view

Like a Gazelle my mind races through the last 4 decades or so

Knowing time was so fleeting

And soon that 12 year old won’t know where the time went…..