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Maybe It Was Me
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Maybe It Was Me |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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I recall when growing up seemed like just the thing to do. Get a job and make some money, and have a party, too. I sadly sit and reminisce, when I was young and free- I guess that something must have changed, and it just might be me. I recall when I was young and strong, when I was in my prime- It seems I’m now a victim of the heavy hand of time… No more hiking down the road, free as any breeze. I guess that something must have changed, and it just might be me. I remember all my dreams of wealth, success, and much acclaim- Beauty queens, gold buckles; and a well-respected name. I planned on fancy cars, and trucks, a life of luxury… But somewhere something must have changed… maybe it was me. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
I recall when growing up seemed like just the thing to do. Get a job and make some money, and have a party, too. I sadly sit and reminisce, when I was young and free- I guess that something must have changed, and it just might be me. I can certainly relate because well I am at that stage of just starting out in line and I am scared as hell sometimes on how I am going to manage, whether I will get a good job after college. a wonderful poem, powerful stuff. You have given meb a lot to think about. ------------------------ "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "To be nobody-but-yourself-in a world which is doing its best night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting." E.E Cummings. "Art is a lie which makes us realise the truth." Pablo Picasso "You do not destroy an idea by killing people; you replace it with a better one". Edward Keating ----- |
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LoveBug
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since 2000-01-08
Posts 4697 |
Youth is fleeting, and we all have to grow up sometime. You describe the feeling well, when you realize that you are changing, not everything else. "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Love the ending. My how the mellow years change things. Great poem! |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
You pegged this one, 'slinger. That's exactly what happens. The world changes a bit when seen through older eyes. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
...and that's the truth! Great writing, John! Denise |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
life is a road well traveled...age is only a brick in that road... |
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