When I was young the good never lied, heroes were real and no one died
A house up in the trees, swings, kites on a breeze, a bicycle, scuffed knees
Minutes turn years, bullies spit fears, school, church, golden rule
Hairs sprouting on my chin, first taste of gin, men's magazines of sin
First date, timid touch, good night kiss, out too late, fate turned into a mate
Sweat and labor, moves, new neighbor, no money, a child, an angel smiled
Tot to boy time flies, grandchildren to enjoy, age's disguise
Rocking chair, muscles weak, blank stare, sagging skin, white hair
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So simply put a whole life times. I felt it what you trying to say here soren ๐ซ๐งก
Thank you Shahrukh for your review of this piece and your kind words of comment they are deeply valued
A lifetime's curriculum. Amazing how it can be the same and so different at the same time. ๐๏ธ๐
Thank you Cryptic for your review of this piece. Yes similarities and differences all seem to meld into the same whole. Your words are most appreciated my friend
Most welcome, Soren๐๐๏ธ
great depiction
Thanks so much Norman for your read and comment it means a great deal.
you are most welcome
It's like you put you watch down for a minute and life has sprinted ahead.
This is why youth is wasted on the young. On the plus side, as you get older you realise there is a thing called mornings.
Okay, just pop back into my coffin now.
Thanks so much Paul for the understanding words. As the spring unwinds it looses its force but memory remains in its coils. Your words are appreciated.
This feels like a life passing in a single breathโalmost like flipping through snapshots that blur as they speed up. Thereโs something really powerful in how simply you move from innocence to age without pausing to explain it.
Thank you Thomas for the review and most supportive and encouraging words they mean a lot my friend
Good write SB. I took the bottom bits off KP's rocking chair, so she don't rock now! lol.
Thanks so much Orchi I appreciate the read. That was a kind thing to do Orchi now no one can say she is off her rocker
Lol.
Welcome to my world .. you just nailed it .. Told much better than I ever could .. Neville
Thanks Neville for your generous review and kind words but don't be so modest I'm sure you could
Something called life ๐งฌ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฉ๐ฟโ๐ผโน๐ผโโ๏ธ๐บ๐ผ๐ด๐ผ๐ชฆ
Thanks so much for the read and comment it is appreciated
Nicely written
Thanks my friend for the read and comment it is most valued
A whole lifetime resides in your Poem.
Good Write.
Thank you Kevin I deeply appreciate your review and understanding words
At least we are still here soren, many who we knew have already gone.
Andy
Thank you Andy for the read and comment. Yes that is so true
Soren, what caught me most was the progression itself...one moment you're flying kites and skinning your knees, and before you know it you're looking back across decades. That steady march forward gives this real emotional weight. Beautifully done, my friend. ๐น๐ค๐๐ฏ๏ธ๐ฆโโฌ
Thank you my friend for the review and kind words of support they are deeply appreciated
This write is mesmerizing.
You are most kind. Thank you so much for the read and kind words they are most important to me
Lovely SB. Made me think of Shakespeare's seven ages of man from As You Like It.
Thanks so much for the read and kind words they are highly valued
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