Sunday, September 6, 2015

Life Cycle




she was young, restless
without a fixed itinerary
longing to find her way
leave a mark

older now 

memories stretched as thin 
as the shadow on her path, waiting
for someone to need her 




19 comments:

  1. A comparison I can't help but make everyday now. Lol!

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  2. Oh, goodness--your words sent a shiver up my spine. The truthfulness and realization that this is SO real.. You have a great insight. And I believe you are also very wise. Truly.

    Jane x

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  3. Dearest Helen,
    Well, there should have been a middle verse as well... Don't you think?
    It is not quite that abstract as young and old but there is a lot of golden middle road where we have a mix of both!
    Sending you hugs,
    Mariette

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  4. Lovely thoughts, timeless memories.

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  5. You've summer up a lifetime in two stanzas.

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  6. There is still adventure to be had,
    we just have to choose our mountains
    with a little more wisdom ---

    These days.

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  7. I find myself somewhere in the middle! Interesting....
    Visit Keith's Ramblings!

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  8. What a cool take on the prompt. Real and honest.
    Truth.

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  9. Such a pleasant couple they make ..

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  10. My respect for the aged is deepened every day.

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  11. That is beautiful and thoughtful :)

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  12. Dearest Helen,
    Happy belated Birthday to you! Hugs and enjoy your Sunday.
    Mariette

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  13. Adventures may be few, but oh, they are so appreciated at this age.

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