Re-visit

Two decades
A gross
Twenty years
Prodigal son returns
Albeit for twenty hours
Savor in twenty hours
The missing years
Unseen sights
Missed friends
Untasted flavours
Unheard melodies
And the locals
Can't do the walks
Cannot the rides
Can't wait the tides
Cannot sip the beers
Lone rangers
Lonely rides
Metering the changes
Need longer tapes
The changed faces
Good long stares
Memory returns
Turned pages
Mental photoshops
Work overtimes
Yes it's
the same faces
Flashbacks
It has snowed on the crowns
The dense black thatches
Now white and sparse
The flat midriffs
Now filled out convex
The metamorphosis
None appreciates
Benjamin Button we are not.