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There Will Come a Time.....................#1
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There Will Come a Time.....................#1 |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA 
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There will come a time, not far away, I'll bid this earth adieu As we all must when our time comes To tell us our turn's through. I'll have a lavish funeral My family will be sad. They'll stand around and talk about The happy times we had. And, at the club, my golfing pals Will tell jokes and recall The silly way I swung a club Or how I hit the ball. My kids will often think of me - Some funny anecdote About some foolish thing I did Or simple poem I wrote. Fifty years pass. All friends are gone Most everyone I'd known. My kids will be grandparents now With grandkids of their own. Yet, still, though quite infrequently, An opportunity May come around to give someone A cause to think of me. Another hundred years go by. Now no one has survived Who walked this earth when I did At the time I was alive. All stories are forgotten. Every Thing about myself. My life has been reduced to but A picture on a shelf. Another hundred years. By now All photos are gone, too And every house that I lived in Plus every place I knew. I will not have existed And I know this well because I had a great-great-grandpa once But don't know who he was. I don't know what he liked to do, What kind of job he had. No way to know what made him tick, What made him smile or sad. So that's the way it is, my friends. It happens to us all Who don't do something glorious That history may recall. And so I sit, with pen in hand, Creating verse because It's not to show you what I am But to show the world I was. |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
and what a wonderful wonderful legacy you have penned. never say never |
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Tennessee Angel Senior Member
since 2000-06-03
Posts 661Tennessee |
Oh, Balladeer! This is so perfect...so true! I think everyone has the need to be remembered. Not necessarily so that they can be honored or anything, but just so that people know that there was a person with that name and with those dreams who spent time upon this earth. Excellent!!  --You can either take me as I am...or you can watch me as I go.-- |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Lesson # 1. I am now taking notes...lol, but I am, really... Thank you, kind sir... hopefully I can learn by example, as well as my mistakes...grinnin' atchyou!!! thanks for the "humble pie"... |
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Toddles Member
since 2000-07-24
Posts 396New Orleans, Louisiana |
Balladeer: This is my favorite stanza... "I will not have existed And I know this well because I had a great-great-grandpa once But don't know who he was." Well said, but I have a feeling you just may live on through your words, heartfelt & true!!! |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Balladeer~ You've surely stated the truth ... 'And so I sit, with pen in hand, Creating verse because It's not to show you what I am But to show the world I was.' For all the reasons I'd want to be remembered, the heart I put into my writing is second on the list. I would wish the remembrance of our verse for all of us who are poets. Thanks, my friend, for reminding me how much I remember those who wrote before me. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
And so I sit, with pen in hand, Creating verse because It's not to show you what I am But to show the world I was. I am sure we will all love this verse especially...thank you, B ~~softly Maureen |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Balladeer, Another lovely poem from you... Very thought provoking indeed... in fact what follow is a direct result of what you have caused to happen through the poem... Thanks for the opportunity but I cannot completely agree with you on this... there is a huge meaning in the next three words: "The memories remain"... The legacy of a person is said to flow from one generation to another to another... What serious loss is it if photographs don't remain or actual remembrances of appearance or behaviour of persons don't remain... Nothing too grave or serious, but the education imparted by parents to children and the continuance of that is the heritage that we can expect to remain way down in even 5000 years... thats how we evolved language, writing, music, science and so many areas of progress... So there is always hope that the legacy of one generation will be passed to the next, and in their actions, our existence will be marked... Thanks once again... for letting be ramble... However these lines are so significant to me: And so I sit, with pen in hand, Creating verse because It's not to show you what I am But to show the world I was. if this is a reason that you write such beautiful poetry, so be it... who am I to challenge (this selfish reader is always demanding more...  )Many regards, sudhir |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
WOW another great poem Balladeer, I often reflect on these things that time seems to wipe the slate clean with only traces of our existence behind. To steal some of the spotlight and quote from myself "I have penned epitaphs on snow, and written my legacy in dust." but in a way we continue to live through the people we leave behind and as poets we have a certain immortality through our words. Even if they don't stand the great test of time your words are engraved upon the hearts of those who read them now. I am honoured to witness your legacy. Another excellent addition to your poetic story. "A frog, it cannot comprehend the sea Nor me happiness" Paul Draper-Mansun |
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Tess Member
since 2000-03-22
Posts 288Australia |
Like the way this poem made me think, and I hope you're wrong about the first few lines! "There will come a time, not far away," as I hope to read many many more of your poems! "Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule."~ Samuel Butler ~ |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
You're so right, no one gets out of this one alive. Keep writing good poetry like you do you just might pull that final idea off. |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
what better legacy can we give our children than our own personal words - I've got to agree with you, Deer... This one is quite nicely done - Liked it then, like it now... |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
....and like it still.... Karilea ~~~ Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. Helen Keller ~~~ When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
i don't remember this one.... but now i will never forget it... and one day, when i'm a picture in a frame, i hope i'm remembered, too you are such a wonderful poet.... i am one reader who will never forget you.... excellent writing, michael |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Balladeer, My ghosts hang on the wall beyond that perhaps a poem or two. But my feelings are you have written an epopee here. |
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T McCoy Member
since 2000-07-24
Posts 186 |
absolutley fantastic writing...SIR! haha start to finish this is great writing, but like Toddles I really got hit by the great grandfather verse. So true. All so true. Looking forward to more of your work, Tony - we're stuck...inside our own machines...apparitions - Matthew Good |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
There will come a time in the not too distant future, when someone will have a grocery receipt for a bookmark and the book will be Voices on the Web..the marked page will be a poem of yours. Someone will again be touched by your words as we are here. We'll share you with the world. And you will be remembered. This is one of your best..but then they ALL are!  |
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Trew Member
since 2000-06-10
Posts 365Ottawa, Canada |
Having lost a friend Friday morning, these very thoughts have been running through my mind. It seems such a shame for a person, who has meant so much to so many, to eventually fade to obscurity. I now know what I should do. I will try to show the world who he was. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Humbled I am at the wisdom of your vision. I do wonder though if each grain of sand has its own set cycles only to return to the beach once again through the mere pattern of all that lives. Great write and love the inspriation you give. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Balladeer--To put a word to paper that is pure with truth is to live forever. Wonderful poem, Deer! |
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Toddles Member
since 2000-07-24
Posts 396New Orleans, Louisiana |
Back up with this one!!! |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
Don't leave us! I'm in tears. Ok, calm down, we still have some time left, a few years, no wait! We're not old, just barely getting started. You really know how to pull on the heartstrings and this one did it! < !signature--> Kathleen [This message has been edited by Irish Rose (edited 07-30-2000).] |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Deep down inside, maybe that is the reason most of us write...to leave something of ourselves to the future. Excellent poem, Balladeer! Denise |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
I thank you all for your intriguing comments. In this place we all all be remembered...at least by each other  |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
*Hug* For TODAY is the time to remember you ! ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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