Aging

Wandering into Mist-shrouded, cavernous rooms. Gliding past ghostly Mirrors. Choking on Pages Of a Faded Existence.

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Susan Ashley

Date: 3/26/2018 10:16:00 PM

Wow! Gershon, absolutely stunning.. the imagery, the intent.. an evocative and emotive poetic portrayal of the cold hard facts of losing your sense of relevance associated with aging. Beautifully expressed, my friend. Warmest wishes. ~Susan

Susan Ashley
Date: 3/27/2018 8:57:00 PM

Oh you're so sweet Gershon..! My heightened sense of empathy grows with every birthday, my friend! :))

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/27/2018 12:27:00 AM

Thank you for this impressive, inspiring comment!--But how would someone as young as you relate so well to such a topic? --Perhaps it's your heightened sense of empathy? At any rate, I'm still scratching my head here...Warm, warm warmest wishes, Susan. You continually make my day! :) Gershon

Gregory Richard Barden

Date: 3/22/2018 2:36:00 AM

Well-said, with clear imagery and honesty ... loved it! :-)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/22/2018 9:20:00 AM

Thank you, my friend. As always, :) Gershon

Jan Allison

Date: 3/20/2018 4:07:00 PM

fabulous imagery Gershon, very well penned:-) hugs jan xx

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/20/2018 7:56:00 PM

Thanks, Jan! Of course, this is a topic which a 20-something like yourself views strictly from an intellectual point of view...(Ahem...) :) Gershon