Old Faces Comments

People are forever disappearing, gone from our view and somehow sadly missed. Why do we appreciate all these confidants when they are passed and gone when we should appreciate them whilst they are alive to us. The earth moves on, and we are all on a conveyor belt slowly vanishing into the unknown. I like this one enormously. Thank you for writing it. Love and hugs Ernesitne XXX

Excellence! ! ! ! ! personified A++++ 10+++ can I give you more anjali

Bittersweet. Old is definately gold in this nostalgic poem. Some faces we will miss for the rest of our lives.10, of course. Warm regards, Sandra

Wonderfully told... we all go through this sad phase of noticing missing old faces...especially in Churches, parks and other public places..Lovely poem Andrew..10+

That is a lovely thought Andrew, and I know what you mean, so many people have passed on that seemed to be part of ones life, even though they were not there all the time. Life moves on, death moves on, time moves on, but memory stays, which is so good. love and hugs Ernestine XXX

Fascinating poem Andy, in every sense of the word. And as Lynda says, eventually WE become - the old faces.. Thank you for sharing this poetic masterpiece! ! *10*! ! Best always, Friend Thad

Andy, you have a wonderful heart that allows you to see things so clearly, old faces are a comfort and when they are gone we eventually become the old faces, and so life goes on, excellent write my friend, 10 Lynda xx

This once again is filled with much happiness, rather than sadness, as I see this as a person looking back at happier times, and wishing those who were near, now passed to another kingdom, well... Your flow was perfect as uauall.......

A touch of excellence! ! ! , ah yes! ! check the Authors name again, The brilliant Mr A Blakemore Love duncan X

Andrew, It's very warm poems, you possess remarkable a stream of words, I am admired...10... /thank you for the kind comment../ Best wishes, Tsira