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Saturday, March 13, 2021

Seasons


Surreal Artwork 

Seems we go 

Seems we go from Spring's lush beauty blessings 
passing Summer's steamy unpleasantness
with one blink of eye into Fall's messes 
and flashing on to Winter's cold bleakness 

Seems Old Age has shown its infirmities 
before it's time before we are ready 
Ugliness too from stiff whitening hair to 
red splotches cover faces and bodies 

We use canes crutches walkers and wheel chairs 
Yesterday we ran races rode our bikes 
Visited places we'd only heard their names 
Drove our cars like racers through thick traffic 


Oh yes, belly buttons stick out not in   
Our love life has changed but can it remain
How long the Winter will be we don't know
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Like the old song, before 
your time, enjoy life now 
"Those were the days my friend 
We thought they'd never end" 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 
 - Song, "Those were the days"  credited to Gene Raskin, (Wikipedia, Those Were the Days (song) - Wikipedia )  
 - I am linked with Carrie Van Horn with the Sunday Muse #151, , http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2021/03/sunday-muse-151.html?m=1 
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8 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue SkySaturday, March 13, 2021 7:01:00 PM

    But oh, the memories! Great for pulling out and remembering in the winters of our lives. Nice to read you, Jim. I havent been around much - fatigue, vertigo, but still here, and that's the main thing! Smiles.

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  2. Carrie Van HornSaturday, March 13, 2021 8:15:00 PM

    I think we a blessed and lucky to reach the winter years my friend. I know many that didn't. I agree with Sherry, the memories are a wonderful thing. Always glad to see you at the Muse Jim!

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  3. HelenSunday, March 14, 2021 10:16:00 AM

    Now I am considering a leap over the garden gate ... got to be certain one foot's not in the grave!!!

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  4. LisaSunday, March 14, 2021 10:37:00 AM

    Yes, it's been a blink of the eye. Some days I have to say I'd disagree with Sherry and Carrie. Some days the memories hurt too much to allow.

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  5. qbitSunday, March 14, 2021 8:07:00 PM

    "Seems Old Age has shown its infirmities / before it's time before we are ready " - wonderful leap of the metaphor and image!

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  6. ms_liliSunday, March 14, 2021 8:18:00 PM

    You've described it well. And those cycles seem to speed up as time goes by! Good take on the image, Jim.

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  7. Sumana RoyMonday, March 15, 2021 1:24:00 AM

    "How long the Winter will be we don't know" This is so true and fearful as well. Winter does seem to be longer than spring, summer & fall just as they are put in your poem. Lovely.

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  8. Susie ClevengerTuesday, March 16, 2021 10:41:00 AM

    Oh the winter years.. I am blessed to reach 70 creaks, streaks, splotches and all.

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