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All the Seasons of the Heart

All the seasons of the heart linger in my soul 
But none so broad or so deep 
As the season of yesteryears 
When life’s offerings
Knew no bounds
And children could catch
A smooth ride on the enchanted wings 
Of time, and lose themselves in timeless play;
For we knew then, as days blended
Into weeks and months,
Of whimsical treasures
And simple pleasures
But we now live
In measured 
Tones 
Bound 
By invisible 
Fences, carefully timing 
Our shrinking lives, too often 
Oblivious of the freeing power of play.

Copyright © Anne-Marie Coreggia | Year Posted 2017

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Joseph May Date: 5/3/2017 5:30:00 PM We have lost a lot of the simple pleasures over time..but we will always cherish the season of yesteryears.. Login to Reply Anne-Marie Coreggia Date: 5/5/2017 5:09:00 AM Yes we will Joseph. Thank you for your comments Joseph.

Joseph C Ogbonna Date: 3/29/2017 4:24:00 AM The good old days. Bye gone years will always be looked back at with nostalgia, but the truth is that they can never return. We can only hope for better days ahead. Thanks for sharing this. Login to Reply Anne-Marie Coreggia Date: 3/29/2017 5:49:00 AM True, they can never return, but they are never totally gone when they've become part of your very fabric:)

Robert Lindley Date: 3/28/2017 4:34:00 AM The golden times and treasures of childhood-linger with us as we get old (OFT FOR WARM RECALL AND NEEDED INSPIRATION). For quite often those were the happiest times of our lives.. Truly magnificent poetry my friend. Login to Reply Anne-Marie Coreggia Date: 3/28/2017 8:52:00 AM Thank you so much Robert, your kind and wise words are truly appreciated:)

Maria Williams Date: 3/26/2017 5:50:00 PM This is beautiful Anne-Marie, I particularly like the line our shrinking lives oblivious to the freeing power of play. That is powerful. People are too bogged down in existing rather then living. A well deserved 7+ from me. Login to Reply Anne-Marie Coreggia Date: 3/26/2017 7:24:00 PM Maria, thank you so much for your understanding and your vote of confidence. Yes, it seems that too many people nowadays are chasing after their life; and you can't really blame them, there are so many demands placed upon us.

Lisa Ricci Date: 3/26/2017 2:29:00 PM Hello Anne-Marie. Good Afternoon. Great title. Your entry is poetic. I look for yesterday too. Your season of the heart is a beautiful place to be and live. I very much enjoyed your theme and execution. With the blessing of words we can be there. Well done entirely. Login to Reply Anne-Marie Coreggia Date: 3/26/2017 5:21:00 PM Good evening Lisa. Thank you so very much for your gracious review. I 'look for yesterday', but I hope young children nowadays are not robbed of their childhood by all the distractions around them.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart Date: 3/26/2017 8:52:00 AM Superb write Anne-Marie! I personally have yet to hear a convincing argument for growing up ;) 7 xomo! Login to Reply Anne-Marie Coreggia Date: 3/26/2017 5:06:00 PM Thank you, Maureen, for your kind comment and rating. I wrote this poem thinking about children, and how quickly childhood slips away from them, even more so it seems in this fast-paced world of technology.