Life's Seasons

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FYI, my poems w/pictures can be found within my personal web pages at: http://bridgette.8m.com/poemswisdom.html and http://bridgette.8m.com/poemswisdom2.html . The true short story accompanying The Boy With No Name can be found at: http://bridgette.8m.com/blank_4.html

Life's Seasons

 

Those hurried summer days ended some time ago.

When exactly, you ask?  I just can't recall.

That life season passed when I became mellow --

when I no longer ran and, instead, walked tall.

 

No sweat on my brow; instead, the cool breeze blows.

I am so much wiser and am the keeper

of great stories as I find my new fall home.

And so I laugh longer and love much deeper.

 

As I travel this road and behold beauty,

I recall we were always the best of friends.

And so I smile and rejoice in knowing we

can share our autumn days when we meet again.

 

So, please come visit my new home up the hill.

Don't be long now; when the winter comes I will go away.


Bridgette Rodriguez
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MidnightPoet commented on Life's Seasons

11-07-2011

sweetly done.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mark -aka- MidnightPoet

brid1234

11/08/2011

Thanks!

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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