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“The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.” - G.K. Chesterton

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As a poet I happily take inspiration wherever I may find it. 
In this case, from the G. K. Chesterton quote shown above
Made me think about age , youth , life and the sweet 
imagination of youth. Thus my muse spouted out the opening
stanza to me, I remembered this old poem by G.K. and after
that it was off to the races I go.. RJL

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Gold Leaves
                  ----  by G. K. Chesterton

Lo! I am come to autumn,
When all the leaves are gold;
Grey hairs and golden leaves cry out
The year and I are old.

In youth I sought the prince of men,
Captain in cosmic wars,
Our Titan, even the weeds would show
Defiant, to the stars.

But now a great thing in the street
Seems any human nod,
Where shift in strange democracy
The million masks of God.

In youth I sought the golden flower
Hidden in wood or wold,
But I am come to autumn,
When all the leaves are gold.

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Tis Your Dream, Stop Wallowing In Your Bed

Alas! My years flown by, my sight grown dim
When the morn its soft glow, diminishes so
I sigh and seek to my sails slightly trim
For heart and soul in me cheerfully flows.

I look,  in my curious gaze I see
Apparition, else imaginary thought
Pale shadow staying in fine tune with me
Cause to surmise, is it ghost I have caught?

Not quite sure, and then deciding to ask
I summon a hero's courage to say
Are you a ghost that in my limelight basks
If so, with anger I say fly away!

First time ever, it stood perfectly still
Next a hearty laugh, then a calm voice said
Sleepyhead, wake up and maybe I will
Tis your dream, stop wallowing in your bed!

Robert J. Lindley, 12-19-2021
Rhyme, a tribute to G. K. Chesterton
 ( When inspiration sparks a poetic and vivid imagination )
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