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6/16/2026 for 2026-06-14 Forevermore Poetry Contest sponsored by Constance La France
Forevermore
"There isn't much that I have learned through all my foolish years except that life keeps runnin' in cycles..." ~ from Cycles, written by Gayle Caldwell, sung by Frank Sinatra
In the Spring, colorful flowers blossom.
So many hopeful seasons, I recall.
I have lived a life I'd say was awesome,
but all blooms lose color and die in Fall.
Next year, lovely new blossoms will appear.
They'll have their chance to sway in Summer breeze
when their time to spring from the earth is here,
never thinking of the next Winter's freeze.
That's the eternal cycle of living,
If my merry-go-round is almost up,
then I'm filled with the humblest thanksgiving
for whatever love once filled up my cup.
Then, I'll feed the flowers, like men before,
while this ol' world goes on - forevermore.
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