The hour was late
The chance to sleep long past
She lay silently contemplating
This existence in which she found herself
Wishing for peace and finding none
Her thoughts as jumbled as the sheets
Wishes tumbling into hopes
And hopes
Falling shattered on the ground
Tripping over distant ambitions
Long since tumbled to the earth
From heights once so monumental
Oh to have back misspent youth
To remember long forgotten dreams
To once again feel that passion
The heat that now has cooled and fled
How she longed to once more travel
Down that path she once had ran
With glee and joy toward some distant future
And unknowingly toward this lonely bed
So early on the die was cast
Now the hour is late
The chance to live long past…
The chance to love long lost…
How did I miss this one? I was on vacation, I know. But why is a specific hour, day or week too late? Hope doesn't have to vanish. It must be nurtured. When we close the door is when it's too late. Isn't that it? I like doors with windows anyway. Miss you greatly. Hugs
This was written from the soul, and it is really sad when we lose what we once had. The youth filled romps and laughter, the idealistic dreams, the smooth skin that is now wrinkled a tad, and the wishing to be oh so young again.
This is a powerful poem of what getting old is...That I don't mind so much, but did I have to have the pain to go with it? LOL
Thank you for sharing sis, this rates a 10 from me. :-)
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom youlove, and be with you always,and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
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Mike Armstrong, a ruggedly handsome Forest Service Law Enforcement Officer, returns home to Pinecrest to work at the Ranger Station.
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Let your children enjoy the wonders and adventures of pets that join a family, bringing joy and heartwarming moments to their everyday lives. This story is about Tubby and Riley, two dogs who needed a good, loving home.
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This is a powerful poem of what getting old is...That I don't mind so much, but did I have to have the pain to go with it? LOL
Thank you for sharing sis, this rates a 10 from me. :-)
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom youlove, and be with you always,and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
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