Drop Me off @ the Next Stop
Growing up takes forever
Whereas growing old
Seemed to happen overnight
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: August 25th, 2020 02:42
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Drop Me off @ the Next Stop
Growing up takes forever
Whereas growing old
Seemed to happen overnight
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Comments7
like the play between the title and the poem itself,
sobering truths you penned
................... reading between the lines is a gift you have for sure ... thanking you kindly L.B and true ... Neville
Hearts grow not old though skin starts to wrinkle and hope keeps the love-spots alive -- that is my offer to these three solemn lines...............x
How bloomin kind you are dear Fay ... and I thank thee for eternity ... maybe ..... x
Hmm - thee thankin' me for eternity calls for a Yes and not just a Maybe.
bummm-bummm................................x
OH BRILL! short and sweet... hits the spot BULLSEYE.
into my favs
Ha.. I hear that like snow, the Inuit also have fifty words for thanks ... so in order not to sound too repetitious or boring, I shall cut n past a few for ya Quyanaq ... Quyanaqpak ... Uqautchim Uglua ...
All Good Things, Neville 🙂
Perfect little shorty - the sort of poem that says so little in so few words - but then I'm a minimalist.
... thank you most kindly Michael and I mean that in a big way so I do ...
Neville
Good write Neville.
thanks Orchidee
The Bus driver says Destiny stops for no man. Growing old means you have a seat closer to the exit.
A few words that explain my life, thanks. - Phil A.
... excuse my smiling MF27 .. but accept my sincere thanks Phil and muchly truly ...
... Neville
So true Neville, what happened to my youth?
Andy
.................. I dunno Andy ... the same as has happened to mine I guess .. and his n hers n them n just about every one over the age of ..... 🙂
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