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Every day held the promise of a new adventure with a myriad of new and exciting discoveries unfettered by the hard experiences of life. My world was eternal in its optimism, love abounded in every situation and time had no meaning; for an excited child the years tick so slowly by . a day was as a thousand years when you were unable to see the significance in the passing of the hours, but as the cycles of the seasons sped by, the years grew shorter and the constant pendulum swing echoed the highs and lows of presence within a contracted frame of decrepitude. Live, therefore. Seize the day. Waste not one moment in regret for what has gone before you. Take chances. Make room for risk. Do something every day which scares you-for the day will come and all too soon ‘ere the tattler raps his final beat.

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Date: 9/22/2015 10:28:00 PM
yes, this theme is popping up constantly now in my own poems. You hit the nail on the head!
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Bill Lindsay
Date: 9/23/2015 5:13:00 AM
thanks AD ;)
Date: 9/21/2015 4:06:00 PM
I like it, wise words and a great shape poem to present them with...Well done Bill
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Bill Lindsay
Date: 9/23/2015 5:13:00 AM
thanks Casarah ;)

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