It used to be time stretched on endlessly
Like an open road on a summer’s day
Winding ahead to a destination
Where yesterday’s worries would fade away
It used to seem there were infinite spaces
The sky azure, our world so vast
Sweet sunshine beckoned from a distant shoreline
We could lose ourselves and escape the past
There was once a moment, gone forever
When we thought that life would right all wrong
But now we see long days are fleeting
And numbered as they rush along
While we look back on this path we’ve travelled
We wipe the star dust from our eyes
The truth we’re learning sinks in slowly
Our mortality is in each day’s sunrise.
Reblogged this on My Bright Shining Star and commented:
I thought this beautiful and true. Re-blogged by permission.
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Wow, do you allow re-blogging on your poetry? I would love to have this re-blogged on my blog. It is so true and beautiful.
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Thank you! You go right ahead and reblog. 🙂
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Thank you.
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I know this feeling! I also still have that hope, regained as I get older, that the setting sun is rising somewhere — and we are not bound by time.
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Something to really think about! Thanks.
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This is so lovely, Jennifer!
Blessings ~ Wendy
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Thanks, Wendy!
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What beautiful pictures. Perfect for the poem.
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They were a couple of pics I took this summer that were begging to be used. Thanks. 🙂
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This poem conjures up the freedom I had in my childhood – and once again crave.
Thanks for a wonderful end to my day today.
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You’re most welcome, Elizabeth. I’m glad you liked it!
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Wonderful.
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Thank you!
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Oh I feel that peeling away of the hours all too much! As we age it speeds up me thinks. Wonderful words to inspire me to get busy and enjoy my hours upon this earth Jennifer.
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I think it is an age thing. But it also makes you appreciate every day even more. Happy I inspired you, Kath. x
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So true Jen, very beautifully written. 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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this is great!
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Thanks!
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where are we going?
or is that question
inappropriate?
I long to grant that momentary eternity
to my daughters,
to let them walk,
for a brief spell
unencumbered by mortality
and taste that vast,
sweet,
sunshine.
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The sweet immortality of youth! Thanks for stopping by with your lovely words. 🙂
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Lovely 🙂
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I’m happy you liked it. 🙂
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