In my 50 odd years on this earth I have witnessed many things, some good, others not so. I have been thinking recently of some of the changes that have taken place in that time and how back as kids we often had to find our own entertainment, there was none of that 24/7 what passes for entertainment on the box nowadays back then (that was if you even had a TV to watch, it certainly was not in colour).

A haiku.

It’s a poem about love. It’s suppused to be shaped like an hourglass though I’m sure it won’t with the ads around it. Though that really doesn’t matter cause I wrote the poem oblivious to its shape it just end up that way.