Springtime covers the lane with shades of youthful green and swathes of yellow Celandine.
Sunlight warms the earth from rich deep-blue sky, the bees and startled thrush pass by.
The man with older eyes, sees little that has changed but oh to be that boy again !
Tasting memories when springtime felt forever. The innocence of truly, deeply wonderful adventure.
The intensity of the new, the book that nature gave, excited eyes wide open at every page.
The man turns to go, smiling a faint goodbye. Life lived and loved and no more need for 'why?'.
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Author:
Jeremy Leach (
Offline) - Published: December 2nd, 2017 04:16
- Comment from author about the poem: Suddenly you're older.
- Category: Reflection
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I can relate to this Jeremy, great poem. The seasons seem to last forever when you're younger, enjoying country walks etc. Then when you visit the same places when you're older, all the emotions / memories come flooding back.
Great write - Syd
Thanks Syd, that's what I tried to capture.
Well written and expressed
Much appreciated Tony, thanks.
Welcome
Very good write and so true, those wonderful days seemed to last forever in our youth but pass so swiftly now I am in my 70th year.
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