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Obsolete

We have a feeling my love and I that it's time to leave. It is the passing of an earlier time for which we grieve. Then, right was right, hope was bright, and civility was ever in sight. We were free our minds to speak no need for games of hide and seek or to be pathetically weak. Without a clap of thunder that world is dead down under, making us wonder and perceive that it's time for us to leave.

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Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 8/28/2022 11:18:00 PM

We cannot stop time from progressing and aging our bodies tho our mind still feels it is youthful and strong. That is the sadness of growing old. Something that must be experienced before there is a complete understanding of it. Your poem hits home Paul. I hope you will return to post more. I love this. Blessings xxoo

Silpika Kalita

Date: 4/9/2022 3:25:00 AM

This indeed is beautiful cathartic. Poetry is indeed the best medium as catharsis and your flawless verses are an excellent example of the above There are lots of meanings In the second stanzas. Thank you for the wonderful share dear Paul... Hugs

Paul Schneiter
Date: 4/23/2022 8:06:00 PM

You give multi-umiverse flight to my ego, Silpikq. Your every word--in your poems and in your comments--lifts me, nourishes me. I am so very grateful. Hugs, Paul

Brandy Nicole

Date: 2/22/2022 6:10:00 PM

"Then, right was right, hope was bright" There is so much truth in this statement. So much has changed, and not for the better. I am reminded to look above, and count my many blessings. *You* are one of those "blessings", my dear sweet friend. My heart rejoices knowing this fact. My best to you, always. :) Hugs and love, Brandy

Paul Schneiter
Date: 2/23/2022 5:35:00 AM

To think that I am one of your blessings humbles while at the same time it thrills me. I can't imagine anything so meaningful and satisfying as having you say that. Thank you, thank you! Hugs and Love, Paul

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 2/9/2022 9:52:00 PM

Hello Paul ... time becomes the enemy for us all. We get tired and lose many desires - thank you Paul - Lindsay

Paul Schneiter
Date: 2/10/2022 5:15:00 AM

In the hymn "Abide With Me," are the words "all about me I see change and decay. . . oh Lord, abide wth me." Time does indeed become are enemy. Thank you, Lindsay, for validating the poem's message. Hugs, always, Paul