Monday, October 19, 2009

Why Do We...At Old Age Comments

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Through the quick sand of this life
Aching thighs, broken smiles
Hands trembling, legs mourning
Sloes sore from stubs and thorns-
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Roseann Shawiak 12 February 2014

Love your poem. We come full circle when we age and life becomes a breeding ground for thoughts we had no time for when younger and living it. Now relaxing in a future sunset we have time to truly contemplate what life has been about. You described aging very adamantly and well. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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Tai Chi Italy 19 October 2009

Because we are slow learners UN! There are a few lines that jar and need a little tidying, but the message is clear. Vanity is the eye of the 'will be older' but the older see clearly! Smiling at you Tai

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