Nostalgia

We have these things 
to make up for our broken hearts. 
Our focus has changed.  
We were callow centred.  
Now we gaze outward 
at these short becoming people. 
Commitments we did not plan,
could not, would not avoid.
We did not undertand out parents.
They looked back at each other, 
speaking wordlessly about what 
we mocked them.  Now we see the ghosts 
a-beckon, tearing us 
and now we understand 
nostalgia.

- Crossby 1995