Remember youth?
Life an adventure
heart full of dreams
Responsibility made us quartz
working machines, focus
on destination – life as goal
In the gloaming, time blurs
nostalgia and regret dance with
perspective – the irony of it all.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Wonderful post, VJ… the years just fell way…
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Thanks!
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Reblogged this on I Write Her and commented:
I feel this piece captures the process of maturing eloquently, something our younger selves would scoff at, or?
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Thanks for sharing.
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My pleasure!
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Brilliant, VJ! And that image, wow!
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Thank you, Susi!
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You’re welcome, VJ!
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Haha…”heart full of dreams”. I hope to live aligned with my inner child. ❤
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Imagine if we could bottle that stuff, lol. Thanks.
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“nostalgia and regret dance with
perspective – the irony of it all.” Brilliant!! I could so relate!
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Thanks Sue.
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Life as a goal- wow!
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Thanks Sarah.
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Kindergarten was the best year of my life!
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I remember nap time.
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Butterflies are one of my favourite symbols of change and transformation. And We VJ – still have the dreams in us. This is the calling I hear beneath this post. Perspective is harsh (I have was reminded of this yesterday, and last week – HARSH). Yet the softness of youth still lives in our dreams. We VJ are the butterflies. xo (thank you for this, I am always moved by your posts)
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Thanks Andrea. My daughters often remark how the grandchildren bring out the wild in me. Sorry you are experiencing harsh. Ah, life.
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Superb, so true and I have to say made me chuckle:)
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Well there’s a nice response. Thanks Janet.
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Must be my age…you had me hooked with the first stanza and like Liz, I love the “in the gloaming”. The feel of this poem matches my mood today.
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Thanks Heather. Must be our age…
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Must be..
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I love that last stanza, the use of “in the gloaming” in particular.
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Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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