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Old Farts!
by Tom Kitt
Friday, December 07, 2007
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They missed their moments
Because they were unavailable at the time
Now, they look in the mirror & say

“Who the hell are you?”

As the illusion changes to quantify the loss
But hark!
A breath still issues forth.

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Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis	1/30/2008

I like the message that "it's never too late." An intriguing idea that we can look at ourselves in the mirror and either see what we have lived or what we have missed.




Reviewed by Dawn Wilson	1/9/2008

A piece to make you pause and think! Loved the title!




Reviewed by Regis Auffray	12/30/2007

Substance for pause and reflection, Tom. I hope I am never an "old fart" as you put it. Thank you. Love and peace to you, Regis