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The Torchbearers

And then somewhere, As days passed to years, It was lost. We had become the elder guard, The keepers of tales old And wisdom new. No longer the hunters of Snipe, Our youth, long since left behind In those grassy fields and enchanted woods. The future's endless possibilities Have turned to numbered days, Where victories are marked in sunrises, And losses in lonely sunsets. Slowly, we fade Into the dimming light of tomorrow, Remembered only by those Who choose to bear the torch.

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Date: 10/15/2022 5:48:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.
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Date: 10/14/2022 10:10:00 AM
Smiled, nodded, grimaced through your lovely poem. A fave..I’m moving down the road with a torch soon to pass it off.
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