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But the body knows better apparently!
The two of them argue and disagree,
Til one of them wins out eventually!

Age is in store and so hard to ignore;
When strangers rush in to fling open our doors,
Like matadors greeting a dinosaur.

A gesture from youth to a knarly old tree;
By an orchard of saplings -- who one day will be
Victims of homage that none can repay.
By a moment of kindness too swiftly away. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 79 [topic] => 21 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

Seven-Teen

Contributed by softerware on Monday, 11th March 2019 @ 08:44:20 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

The minds still a teen in our seventies!
But the body knows better apparently!
The two of them argue and disagree,
Til one of them wins out eventually!

Age is in store and so hard to ignore;
When strangers rush in to fling open our doors,
Like matadors greeting a dinosaur.

A gesture from youth to a knarly old tree;
By an orchard of saplings -- who one day will be
Victims of homage that none can repay.
By a moment of kindness too swiftly away.

Copyright © softerware ... [ 2019-03-11 20:44:20]
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Re: Seven-Teen (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 12th March 2019 @ 12:48:58 AM AEST
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"Inside every old person, is a young person looking in the mirror saying ` What the hell happened?`"

You have such a great way with words I/'/m amazed consistently.

Thank you!

Re: Seven-Teen (User Rating: 1 )
by ingeniusidiot on Tuesday, 12th March 2019 @ 09:22:14 PM AEST
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Age is but a number. It is what we have done in
our lives and situations and events that we have
endured that determines how young or how old we
feel. I hold open doors out of respect and kindness.
That is the southern boy in me (lol)
Believe me I still feel out of sorts in NJ. even after
17 1/2 year of living here.
You are 74 years young. Gnarly old tree? Never :))

Brilliant as always my friend
Rich

Re: Seven-Teen (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Wednesday, 13th March 2019 @ 12:53:35 AM AEST
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Great right-write....
Me? I/'/m just tired of feeding the machine that no longer shares my views but instead has turned on me. As a white male I am the enemy and as a grow older I become more of an enemy. My mind is clear but tired of the day to day bs. Which is aging my views. As you said... Inside I feel like a kid but I often wonder how the neck I got here and where did all the years go??

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