Lives change somehow, often by chance,
And we return to old times gone by.
Paths chosen, sometimes by compromise,
Fun times, sad times, old memories intensify:
Was it all really all worth it, what did we learn?
Were there other lessons we missed along the way?
Did we change or were we true to ourselves
And are we still true to ourselves to this day?
Different paths, chosen roads, curiosities arise,
We take pause, we need time to reflect.
Almost sacred, we get to honour that space
Between what’s no longer and what is not yet…