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Array ( [sid] => 16436 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Recollection of Simplicity [time] => 2003-04-23 05:15:13 [hometext] => Musing about life one day... I became nostalgic. [bodytext] => The days of the summer fade,
And I sit in my rocking chair
Watching the sunset.

And, as I close my eyes,
The summer begins anew,
Each day a celebration of joy.

I see myself as a child,
Revering the sunrise,
Awaiting the day.

I see myself as a young teen,
Heartened by the day,
Awaiting the evening.

I see myself as an older teen,
Thankful for the evening,
Awaiting the night,

And I see myself at 20,
Recollecting my past,
Saddened by lost opportunities.

I see myself, and I think.
I think of what I have lost,
And what I have gained.
I think of what I will lose,
And what there is to gain.

I measure the scales of intangible things,
Acting as a medium between my own past and future,
Pretending that my life can be summed up or judged.

And I return to the present,
As the last of God’s exquisite pallet drains from the sky,
The sun setting on the final days of the summer.

Finally, I pause.
I pause to enjoy the simple things.
I pause to enjoy the time God gave me on this earth.

I am grateful for life. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 566 [topic] => 21 [informant] => TheSpiritx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

Recollection of Simplicity

Contributed by TheSpiritx on Wednesday, 23rd April 2003 @ 05:15:13 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

The days of the summer fade,
And I sit in my rocking chair
Watching the sunset.

And, as I close my eyes,
The summer begins anew,
Each day a celebration of joy.

I see myself as a child,
Revering the sunrise,
Awaiting the day.

I see myself as a young teen,
Heartened by the day,
Awaiting the evening.

I see myself as an older teen,
Thankful for the evening,
Awaiting the night,

And I see myself at 20,
Recollecting my past,
Saddened by lost opportunities.

I see myself, and I think.
I think of what I have lost,
And what I have gained.
I think of what I will lose,
And what there is to gain.

I measure the scales of intangible things,
Acting as a medium between my own past and future,
Pretending that my life can be summed up or judged.

And I return to the present,
As the last of God’s exquisite pallet drains from the sky,
The sun setting on the final days of the summer.

Finally, I pause.
I pause to enjoy the simple things.
I pause to enjoy the time God gave me on this earth.

I am grateful for life.

Copyright Â© TheSpiritx ... [ 2003-04-23 05:15:13]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Recollection of Simplicity (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Wednesday, 23rd April 2003 @ 12:23:57 PM AEST
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ever so beautiful
Sharon

Re: Recollection of Simplicity (User Rating: 1 )
by vydana on Wednesday, 23rd April 2003 @ 03:18:49 PM AEST
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Wonderful poem :) ...I found it rather uplifting :)

Re: Recollection of Simplicity (User Rating: 1 )
by LadyDama on Thursday, 24th April 2003 @ 08:06:27 AM AEST
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I measure the scales of intangible things,
Acting as a medium between my own past and future,
Pretending that my life can be summed up or judged.

i love this stanza the most... very introspective and beautiful poem... blessings you...

Re: Recollection of Simplicity (User Rating: 1 )
by AngryPrincess on Wednesday, 30th April 2003 @ 11:00:14 PM AEST
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very good job...

Lindsey

Re: Recollection of Simplicity (User Rating: 1 )
by Pompous on Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 09:46:40 PM AEST
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hey there, you welcomed me to this place and I just wanted to say thanks 4 that, and thanks 4 also commenting on my poems, yours are amazing, good stuff.

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