O, that lovely mid-point
Where the midday sun casts it's light
When the beginning is a distant memory
And the end not yet in sight;
That safe half-way feeling
Not young anymore, not old
All feels good in your life
All you touch is gold;
Gone, the angst of adolescent years
Yet to come, the swirling oceans of grey
Settled, comfortable and mellow
With dreams still leading the way.
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Paul Gerard Reed (
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Lovely poetic expression here. You took me back a few years. A most enjoyable poem and the imagery and pull on the emotions works so well. Great job Paul. May those dreams last.
Thank you Cassie, and may your dreams last also.
Thank you so much Paul.
A poem about the midpoint so rare. This one so well balanced. Nicely done.
Lovely write making me looking back with a bit of fondness, enjoyed the read
Love it
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