Both sides now

Rows of bowls of Angel Delight and ice-cream hassle free without care

and warm weather companions everywhere that kept the clouds away.

But now they only sunblock their sons, who reign, and grow on everyone.

So many other things they might’ve done but doubts got in their way.

I’ve looked at your life’s dreams from both sides now, from now and then,

and still somehow it’s life’s hard won victories  I recall.

But I really don’t know your life at all.

Moons and Junes and ferries overseas, the dizzy dancing way that you feel

as every football fairy tale trip comes real; I’ve looked at your passions that way.

But now it’s us putting on the show. You leave ’em laughing as you go

Because you care, you let them know, but never give yourself away.

I’ve looked at your love from both sides now, from give and take,

and still somehow it’s your love’s inclusion I recall.

I really think I know your love most of all.

Here, with fears, but feeling proud, to say “I love you” right out loud,

ice-cream and streamers from the party crowd, I’m looking at your life this way.

And now old friends aren’t making strange, you shake their hands,

they say you haven’t changed.

Some have been lost but some others gained from living life faraway.

I’ve looked at your life from both sides now,

from win and lose, and still somehow

it’s your life’s quiet revolutions I recall.

I’m really beginning to know your life after all. ernie

The morning after…

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8 thoughts on “Both sides now

  1. Beautiful 🙂 I guess yer Man’s birthday passed without catastrophe then! Luckily I don’t mind a Joni MItchell ear worm 🙂

    • Ah thanks. Castatropher free, unless you count my radio-active face. Y’know when you wear something a little too warm but you can’t reveal what you’ve on underneath so you’re stuck with it? Hate that. I was on fire. A cross between a menopausal women and someone who didn’t realise she emerged from the loo with her skirt tucked in her knickers. Nice.

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