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|Reviewed by Richard Bowers
|Which way shall I take the course to my reader’s hearts,
What scale and tools do I collect with,
What voyeur’s wrap I claim in readiness.
Are the ages of my father come to bear,
Or will be for next generation’s benefit:
And for sure hope luck to smile a lot,
Unless I weaken in devotion,
That I harbor this pretext,
Where course is subject to a wanton age.
Gather, flock with us; examine all to beyond:
Valiant person have surpassed our time.
|Reviewed by Theresa Koch
|When young days seem to drag on then all of a sudden it slips through your fingers~Teri|
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|Where does time go, you turn around and you are in the autumn of your life...excellent piece John
|Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper
|John, you're so right! Time does seem to fly by as one gets older. Someone told me recently that when time passes quickly, you're busy and happy and don't notice it; but when it passes slowly, you're bored and keep looking at the clock.
Blessings to you,
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...well penned...seasons of self...until winter becomes...all there is.