Way forward
but a foggy trail
Who coined these
the Golden years?
Light a candle
will you…better yet
one for each year…
that should illuminate
something…
(Image my own.)
Way forward
but a foggy trail
Who coined these
the Golden years?
Light a candle
will you…better yet
one for each year…
that should illuminate
something…
(Image my own.)
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Yep. This poem says it all!
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Thank you!
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Raging against the dying of the light in your own way…
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Lol. Yes!
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A delight to have made my way here today. And on this cool and rainy day, I’ll gladly light a candle as I contemplate exactly what our golden years are.
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Thanks Deborah! Cheers to the golden ones.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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Delightful! If I lit a candle for each year, it would set of the smoke alarms. LOL
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Ha ha ha ha…. Mine too, no doubt.
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Subtle sarcasm. Very good.
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Lol. Thanks
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lol
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Glad I made you smile.
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Wonderful ending, perfect pitch!
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Thanks Lynne!
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That’s how I’m feeling this week. Forget the candle; I’ll just curse the darkness. 😉
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Oh Liz. At least the sun has made an appearance here today. Hope it makes it your way too.
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Yes, the sun has put in an appearance–and it’s Friday, which makes all the difference.
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There you go. Hope it flies by and you can relax on the weekend.
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The weekend is here–hurray!
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