As I sit by the hearth
At the close of the day
And ponder my life, as it's been,
I slowly recall, in my misty minds-eye
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a lovely sketch of life's stages, of a journey that never ceases to wonder!
On this express train of life Too few are the stops to reflect On things that have happened in between Childhood sweet to a rebels teenage Blundering youth to wise old age All in a flash it comes and goes And we find ourselves closer home Six feet deep and at last no more...... Good poem sir and welcome to my page