They're Not the Same

I was on YouTube scrolling down through suggested videos for me, which usually have to do with music, the kind I would listen to. This grouping had a bunch of old movie clips with Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers and Gene Kelly and Doris Day and Frank Sinatra and Audrey Hepburn and the Carpenters, etc., i.e. stuff from the 50s (or earlier) thru the 70s (and maybe later). And something would grab my attention or bring up an emotional memory and I would think, "I like that." And so I played a few of the clips. But my reaction wasn't what I thought it would be.

As I began watching the clips I realized that they no longer impacted me the way they used to. I didn't have the same emotional memories. I didn't feel the way I used to feel about these musicians and their music and/or their dancing. And I expressed that to my husband. I was expecting nostalgia, but it wasn't there at all. It was kind of empty, actually. And then the Lord led me to write this poem, and I believe it was his way of letting me know that isn't where I belong anymore and I am to move on.

They're Not the Same

Things I used to like before
They’re not the same
Not anymore

Times have changed and so have I
The things gone by
Don’t make me cry

Things that used to entertain
Affect me not
They’re all in vain

Past is past, so let it go
You do not need
The great big show

An Original Work / September 5, 2023