Shirley Hawkins Poet Rhyme

Brain Drain

My brain with thoughts doth overflow,
With unanswered questions, I should know.
My curiosity is at its peak,
As information, I try to seek.
At 84, I wonder why,
We start to live and, then we die.

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Caren Krutsinger October 1, 2021 at 11:46 AM I really like this one Shirley; are you actually 84 or is this fiction? Shirley Hawkins October 1, 2021 at 3:40 PM Thank you, I am 84 I have just had a birthday (an old Duck) I feel like an old car in need of constant spare parts and maintenance.......

Lindsay Laurie September 25, 2021 at 6:45 PM Hello Shirley ... another fine poem describing poets. We feel out of sorts if we're not writing and never feel that our work is completed when our time comes - thank you Shirley - Lindsay Shirley Hawkins September 27, 2021 at 11:06 PM G'Day Lindsay, Thank you for your welcome comments. I wonder if the person who penned " Happy Birthday" realised that these simple few words woud become so long lasting etc...