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Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Winter Poem



From a walk I took in the woods.


Winding my way
through lists
longing to be doing
something else.

When  I was young,
It would have been;

Sailing ships,
seeking tropical islands
or
Saving the day
from some tragic event,
scary,
but not bloody.




But now,
I am old.

My dreams are of
a peaceful nature;

Families getting along.
staying in budget
and
finding where I put my cup of tea.









4 comments:

  1. Beautiful, if a little sad......Life does change. In a few days I begin my last year in my 60s.

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    1. your are welcome, thank you for reading it:)

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