“Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.”
Carl Jung
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I remember so well
those childhood Halloween days
when we dressed up to thrill
as pirates, angels and zany thingies
Suzie and I
and the rest of the gang
we had such a fun loving time
trick or treat
and bobbing for apples
we played all those games
with sweet gay abandon
without a care or trouble
in the whole wide world
laughing and giggling
on every doorstep and corner
singing our songs
to get our supper
we grew up so fast
while the time just flew by
unnoticed by every eye
as we learned
all about ourselves
and the strange ways
of adults and all
I played the Pied Piper
for them all to see
charming the birds
right off the trees
winning the hearts
and affections of many
I gradually learned
how to hold my own
and somewhere along the way
I crossed the line
that seperates the boys
from the men
and never was I
the same again
something was gained
but oh something was lost
and I never could
quite make out what
and the best piece of advice
I ever did receive
was from an old man
reminiscing in a bar
" Son, ...Life has got its problems ,
you just got to live them through "
Copyright by Peter Paton 2006
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thanks Peter
Melissa
Love,
CJ
Really Neat Eye Opener Write To Be Read By All A D!
Your Friend,TRASK
I was always in the know and never afraid of anything except bad guys who tended to want to beat you up and take your stuff--was good at outrunning them.
And then I grew up and my buddies pulled some very bad tricks (no one was hurt).
Nice reminisce.
Ron
Chrissy
I hope this note finds you well.
Excellent Work!
A delightful jaunt down Past Tense Lane...
Having had 2 brothers, 3 sons + 2 sons-in-law,
and 6[of my 8 grandchildren] grandsons, I was
especially attentive to the lines :
'and somewhere along the way
I crossed the line
that seperates the boys
from the men
and never was I
the same again'
I've seen it happen over and over again...and you have captured it with your incredible acumen.
Let's hear it for the Boys!
Love&Joy!, Rhonda
Love, Taylor
A Beautiful ride through some memories of childhood that somehow embraced me too...!!
"...Suzie and I
and the rest of the gang
we had such a fun loving time..."
Your mind is an adventure! Thank you for sharing!!
Love, Suzie
a sincere poem with a potent message ... a man must learn through his own experience ... there is no better teacher ...
Shalom,
Eileen
Love,
Joselyn
Love,
susan
Jill
Good Points,
Peace&Grace,
Sharon
God Bless
Michelle~
It was those abundance of "zany thingies" that ruined me. My parents never bought costumes - we had to invent them.
For me it was: "If you can't take another step son, and have to sit down and rest, then everyone behind you will pass you by."
You remind me of bygone days Peter and all the foolishness we perpetrated that we thought was OK. And all the lessons we learned and yes ... that doorway we went through where we left our youth behind.
"Lookum in the eye," my dad said, "if you can shake their hand, so be it, if you have to spit, so be it. Since I thought spitting was a waste of time I punched instead.
Light and Wisdom ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Carmen
Fun, Peter Pan days these were until we started sprouting the bum fluff and were able to sing Wandering Star like Lee Marvin. That's also when we started to climb those damn walls and cross over many bridges. We didn't need no giggling Dali Lami to tell us what the wiser old man told you, but our instincts also gave us the same advice.
Thanks for the trip back, Peter, and reminder.
Love Tinka