Anticipation and Expectation
They say you can’t go back.
They say you can’t get “it” back.
That feeling of anticipation
That feeling of expectation.
They say you can’t go back.
I went back.
Back to my old neighborhood,
Back through my memories,
Back to my youth.
I went back to my life
That was full of anticipation
And expectation.
I went back to my memories.
I went back willingly
With a smile on my face
And came away full of
Anticipation and expectation
Of the future.
Full of moments
That will become memories,
That I can, in my own time,
Go back and visit
Once again, willingly,
With a smile on my face.
I look forward to going back again
With great anticipation and expectation.
Roy W. Backes
© 2019
Roy W. Backes - Poetry 