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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required egad, you possibly exclaim come december first two thousand and seven five decades sped by at the blink of an eye days of adolescence, and infancy so tender and mild seemed like heaven such quick lightning speed of life prompts ye to go slack jawed well nigh. whence boyce and (the late) harriet harris poured heartfelt glee patterson, new jersey pinpoints the birthplace arc with a life of relative bliss role of newfound parenthood which eventually brought siblings totaling three this second born (and only bro) and a younger precocious and often envious sis. the half century mark of being resident on earth most likely seems to deliver utter disbelief especially when with a little bit of effort ye can remember life soon after birth from the one whose passage (mom) might still trigger momentary bouts of grief. progression toward senescence forces greater awareness of mortality without choice this concept to confront the grim reaper most difficult challenge each of must face taking stock of unique existential tapestry a weave of sadness and those to rejoice some seem to possess ability toward progression of aging with dignity and grace. how to reckon with beast of burden integrating ways to meet nemesis with a scythe a private challenge each of us must confront with our own battle ax reconciling countdown with demise raises question of purpose being born only to die yet some purpose driven meaning needs be found to enjoy existence to the max. i, this middling progeny and sole male harris heir wishes to impart his own sage advice gleaned from his own psychic pain hardly earth shattering merely express sentiments toward those whom we care despite less than stellar communication an attempt now to reach out in the main. business of each our respective attendant various and sundry domestic kin absorbs a good amount of daily energy and time an effort clamors (on my part) to compose birthday note and bring at least a grin thru this poetry milieu of mine mainly thru stream of consciousness rhyme. no matter that affection rarely demonstrably and volubly shown toward first born lack of a close knit rapport during my emotionally fraught tumultuous earlier life mostly likely bred measurable disappointment within sentient self to feel forlorn which past and present trials and tribulations which sensitivity prompt ye to morn yet seclusiveness within mien kempf being does in truth harbor love well worn.
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