Open Poetry #50 |
Remembering |
Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
It’s funny how years seem to soften, The memories of hardships long gone. The pain and frustrations do vanish- And only the good parts live on. We talk of good times and good partners- Lament all that fun left behind. Forgetting the heartaches and worries- That once did bewilder our minds. Like the times that my wife had those toothaches- She’d cry every night at my side… At the time I just barely made wages, So I worried and fretted and sighed. My children would oft need a doctor, We’d doctor them best that we could… It’s strange we forget all the bad times, And only hold onto the good. I’m glad that I once was a cowboy- It’s a lifestyle I’ll never regret… But along with our sweet reminisces, There’s a pretty fair bunch of regret. Like the patina formed on old silver- Unused and discolored with age… We had best blow the dust off our memories- If we’d truthfully read the past’s page. |
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augustsky Senior Member Posts 828 midwest US |
Gunslinger, This could be a country song, & that's a Good thing. Well done.. Sky~ ~Don't Quit Your Day Dream~ |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
totally agree, it could be a beautiful song...timing is just perfect.... |
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