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a nice poem....
sorry i havent been around for so long... but i finally got my internet workin again... but this poem descibes life in such simple words but its the truth...
It was spring, but it was summer I wanted, the warm days and the great outdoors. It was summer, but it was fall I wanted, the colorful leaves and the cool, dry air. It was fall, but it was winter I wanted, the beautiful snow and the joy of a holiday season. It was winter, but it was spring I wanted, the warmth and the blossoming of nature. I was a child, but it was adulthood I wanted, the freedom and the respect. I was twenty, but it was thirty I wanted, to be mature and sophisticated. I was middle-aged, but it was twenty I wanted, the youth and the free spirit. I was retired, but it was middle-age I wanted, the presence of mind without limitations. My life was over, but I never got what I wanted.
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Ya got that right Crow....glad you got your computer up and running....
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Hello crowbuster,
Boy, is there ever a lot of truth in that one. I can really relate to it. Thanks for sharing. Best wishes. Cal - Montreal |
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