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Growing Old

Under the sun's bright shine, We sat upon that field, Out of the bottle we drank wine, Our joy would not yield, Music blasting as we dance, Holding hands, grinning faces, Almost in a trance, Now we're all in different spaces, It's scary growing old, You move onto friendships new, I'm left in the cold, The distance between us grew, Those times may be gone for ever, I may see you again never.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 5/16/2025 11:43:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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Date: 1/10/2019 3:21:00 PM
Fantastic verse! Thanks for posting this great poem here. It is good to read from you this afternoon! -JWE
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