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Mona Lisa
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since 1999-08-25

Posts 100
Halifax, Nova Scotia

0 posted 1999-10-08 08:27 PM

The window of the past, she opened up one day.
The curtains she drew back, her memories to display.
She wished to reminisce, of times that were far spent.
To think of yesteryear, and relieve past events.

A little girl she saw, with future budding bright,
with baby doll in hand, and scattered toys in sight.
Her hair in pony tail, and clad in frilly dress.
In her world all was well, and nothing could oppress.

Those were her wonder years, her time to learn and grow.
And with inquiring mind, much knowledge she did stow.
So joyous was her life, contentment was sublime.
Forever young she'd be, and always in her prime.

Young woman she became, and beauty was her friend.
The day was hers to seize, on time she could depend.
In youthood she did bask, so restless, young and free.
Long length of life was hers, she made it her decree.

But then to her dismay, a wrinkle she did find.
Old age was creeping in, her doom had been assigned.
Her hair was turning gray, her bones becoming weak,
Of all the things she tried, her future still looked bleak.

Indeed her fate was sealed, had crept up unawares.
Her youth had bid goodbye, comfirming her worst fears.
Her time had come and past, the door had now been closed.
The end was drawing near, the law of life imposed.

She'd forced herself to tears, and thought herself to gloom,
as all alone she sat, in a dark and lonely room.
She wished that she could walk and wished that she could run.
And longed she could enjoy, the rays of summer sun.

A single tear fell down, her worn and wrinkled face.
She reached for a tissue, with slow and shakey pace.
The tears she wipes away, in the truth and its ferments.
And 'til her dying day, her youth she will lament.

[This message has been edited by Mona Lisa (edited 10-08-1999).]

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

1 posted 1999-10-10 04:52 PM

Well done. How sad this tale is and how often we take for granted our youth and our health until it is too late.

Mona Lisa
Member

since 1999-08-25

Posts 100
Halifax, Nova Scotia

2 posted 1999-10-11 10:48 AM

Thanks for you compliment. I agree. We take things for granted until we realize it is too late

Iloveit
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since 1999-09-02

Posts 1121
NM

3 posted 1999-10-12 11:16 AM

I liked it too, great picture you paint, the whole poem is really well written, the rhythm, and rhyme, but I especially loved the first few stanzas

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