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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Old Old paint, old wine and antiquate As slowly I do dissipate The swiftness of this daily pace And eat my meals with twice of grace With muscles that have lost there spring And muffled are the bells that ring Where sharp of eye has lost its sigh And sleep and dream is now the dye I watch this river swift in flow Carrying new flotsams throw And scratch my head in wonderment At glass and heights of new cement And trails of smoke that pierce the sky That goes beyond my searching eye Up, up into the void of space To look I think for heavens lace Perhaps we’ll find an Eden there But deep inside I do dispare |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
yeah, kiddo, know what your saying here, full well...but.... I"M GOING DOWN FIGHTING...THEY'RE NOT GETTIN ME....HEHEHHEHHEE Hugs to you, and polizzze, your not old, ever. wiser and more refined, more understanding, and quit the looker to boot (wink) so get out there today, and knock em dead tiger!!!! |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
Sy: ...but your work is timeless. A good morning to you, Sir. -MVS You CAN make a difference, but first you should learn how: http://educate-yourself.org/intro.shtml |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I keep telling ya me sweet Sy-guy.... NOT OLD ... like a fine wine... sweeter with time.   And sleep and dream is now the dye yer so cool *ww*    |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
My dear Sonneteer, you are not old! You are a fine-aged cheese and vintage wine!  Love you oodles of strudels! EA  |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
Yep, somedays I feel older than Santa's whiskers, but others, I'm too stubborn to admit it. I remember, but don't always practice the wisdom my 84 year old piano teacher imparted when she scolded me. "How are you today?" "Oh, it's been a draining day; I'm soooo tired," I said. Then she told me that it was a practice of her husband and self never to say they were tired. She attributed the self-fulfilling prophesy to their exceptionally good health over the years. Last time I heard, she was in her 90's and swimming ten laps a day. I had forgotten all about this until now. Thanks for your sensitive writing. Maybe I don't feel quite as old as Santa's whiskers afterall! sincerely, miscellanea |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
Trust me, Seymour, despair knows no age. What is comforting is the knowledge that others care for us when we do feel bad. /pip/Forum91/HTML/000930.html *hugs* ~tier  |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I can relate... but sometimes older means better |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
And trails of smoke that pierce the sky That goes beyond my searching eye Up, up into the void of space To look I think for heavens lace Perhaps we’ll find an Eden there But deep inside I do dispare ~*~ A silent [not so silent] tribute to life, Sy, in these last few lines... and as for "old"...remind me when I get home to read this to my mother-in-love - at 96.5, I think she has a few months on you, and will in kind, feel the grace of this lace...  |
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