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Dear Maureen

I swore that was you at the show yesterday Chatting in line, bright young smile on display But of course, it can't be Now you'd be old like me Yet I'm still glad you don't just fade No one ages in our memory They stay the same though old they may be It is indisputable No one stays as beautiful As they were once when young and carefree by Belle Bellevue 11/12/22

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Marikate Kingston

Date: 2/1/2023 9:17:00 PM

Dear Robert, this poem was perfect for me to find. My mother was named Maureen. " No one ages in our memory" That is for sure. She will always be exquisite and young to me. I wrote a poem about her last year. The title is in french. I can't wait to print this lovely, positive and pretty poem to put with my collection of her special things.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 11/14/2022 6:16:00 PM

Women don't fade. They droop. ~ Oops

Robert Gorelick
Date: 11/15/2022 5:43:00 PM

Lol, old sailors don't die, we just smell that way!

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 11/12/2022 8:26:00 PM

No one ages in our memory - They stay the same though old they may be - It is indisputable - No one stays as beautiful - As they were once when young and carefree……. Belle

Beryl Edmonds
Date: 11/16/2022 6:06:00 PM

Thank you for putting my reply as an add on Robert… Belle

Robert Gorelick
Date: 11/15/2022 5:43:00 PM

It's a pleasure to have your limerick affixed to mine! Enjoyed, Robert

Deb M

Date: 11/12/2022 6:24:00 PM

Hey Robert….such a relatable lovely poem….we always remember them as they were….its a blessing!!Ha…..Debx

Robert Gorelick
Date: 11/15/2022 5:38:00 PM

It seems those memories are indelible. Glad you enjoyed! Robert