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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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As I reach for things now and again, I can’t help but see my hands and their aging skin. The freckly spots and crepe texture that always remind me of just how mature I really am. It makes me smile inside as I realize, it goes to show I’m growing old with him. And I don’t have to hide with serums and creams those changes that come along. He doesn’t see me like that, he is the love of my dreams. LGR©3/11/16 |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
We should never mind the aging lines, they only show you have lived life well, and those are the living proof. I wish you more happy years with the love of your life, Lori. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
We shouldn't you are right, but it is a billion dollar industry to keep those lines away...I have just never felt compelled to buy into all that or color my gray. ~L |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Love this poem, and your happiness shows in every line. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Despite the ups and downs with my depression, I have a nugget that remains content with him. ~L |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Dear Lori He is looking at you thru the eyes of a poet. My wife (of over 50 years) has the same types of thoughts that might be going through your mind..When I say I do not see the "flaws" as she calls them.. I answer her with a No!, I do not. "I say...What I see is you at the age of 18, when we met..she sighs, and reluctantly accepts it as truth." Sight can make one blind So I use my heart as eyes Which desolves all flaws Ten years-thirty-fifty-Gone! But your beauty stays the same. Your poem inspires... Felt I neeed to answer with a Tanka.. Hope you don't mind. Peace to you, and the one you love. "Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance." Carl Sandburg |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Mind?! Why I love it! That is the best kind of comment ever! Bless your heart! ~L |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Lori, when things change this is the right road to go down.... Like in Valdy's song.... "The frost king has come and with a flick of his thumb, Turned our windows to renaissance art. As we sit round the fire with no need to inquire About the ways of the soul and the heart. The years passed us by like a soft whispered sigh, Not noticing youth as it flew. But it's easy to tell you wear your age well, Not having to prove you're still you. So let's dance that old dance once more, We'll still move as smooth on the old ballroom floor, I'll wear my Sunday best you wear your favorite dress Lock up the door........... Let's dance that old dance once more.... Good stuff Lori Eric |
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