A Long Time Ago

This poem was written recently, about another trauma I experienced more than 60 years ago, and just recovered the memory.

A Long Time Ago

A long time ago, doors were open in every house
A long time ago, I didn’t think to look in other’s windows
A long time ago, I rode on a blue bicycle I called a horse
A long time ago, wishing to be a leader of boys did not make it so
A long time ago, my world existed outside the house
A long time ago, there were blackberries to pick
A long time ago, a dog went flying down the street behind my bike
A long time ago, my innocence was already lost in a small bedroom.

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