As we get older our days become good
And we realise that these were the days,
Not the extraordinary ones,
Or the ones that were perfect,
Just the ordinary ones
With familiar conversations
And moments of quietness.
We must appreciate the ordinary days
Every day we live them
As each day increases our age
And they will not come again.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 11th, 2026 00:59
- Comment from author about the poem: Enjoy each day of your life, they will not come again.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments6
We of course remember millions of days! lol.
We certainly do Orchi.
They sure are the best type of days dear Andy. 🌹
So true Teddy, thank you.
Andy
good advice my friend
Most kind Norman, thank you.
Andy
most welcome
Nicely said Andy each day another brick in the wall of life no one more important than another they all have a purpose is how I see it.
Much appreciated soren, thank you.
Andy
Always a pleasure Andy
Truth in all you say. Good Write.
Thank you Kevin, most kind.
Andy
My Pleasure.
If you have one, use it - I get the message. Well writ.
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