The Golden Years
Glad to be alive!
It’s never quite as bad
when suddenly
someone to remember.
Right or wrong
one never is,
when, just where you are
the harvest of the years.
Whatever tomorrow may bring
keep dreaming
keep the faith,
each simple day
somewhat wonderful,
nature’s symphony
it’s up to you.
“The golden years.”
© Harry J Horsman 2003
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2011
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