the road

I walked on this road
everyday for 20 years
or perhaps even more
and nothing ever changed
except for the cracks in the asphalt,
the depth of the holes
and the shapes of the shoes
that were walking along

it used to be filled with children
playing ball
or hiding from their peers
and their parents
till late
when the street turned dark

and now that I grew
somehow old and I can wear heels
I find that in the few years
I have not been there
everything has changed
but the stones.