Places that Once Were
Inspired from the many stories my father used to tell me.
I never knew why he looked so sad.
Though I did know he wasn’t happy
when speaking of places
that once were.
It was more than sadness
--it was nostalgia.
He would point out the car window,
telling us what a particular place
or building used to be.
“Before, neva have all dis houses.
Used to be one big park.”
I knew when I was invited
to pose a question
but most of the time
I was simply expected
And I did.
“Why they no more da pond no more?
‘Cause tings change.
Da people wit planny money buy ‘em and build stuff.
It’s all about money, bebe.”
And even if you're gone, Dad
Some things never change.