Poetry Wednesday 02/20/08: Simon and Garfunkel – Old Friends
Time it was, and what a time it was, it was A time of innocence, a time of confidences Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph Preserve your memories, they’re all that’s left you Old Friends by Paul Simon and Arthur Garfunkel Old friends, Old friends Sat on their park bench Like bookends. A newspaper blown though the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes Of the old friends. Old friends, Winter companions, The old men Lost in their overcoats, … Continue reading →