Thawed To Replay

So many desire a 'was' that had been, To remain with events remembered. Without those uncomfortable changes made. To allow a stagnation... Kept and frozen. Only to be thawed to replay... As if those days and times, Have not from them faded away. And those who still visit playgrounds, From their distant and traveled past... Are often offended by those who have aged, Wishing to keep their paces moved forward... With an accountability that speaks, From a maturity that has been reached. With a wisdom kept, In a mind that does not betray.