Old Friends

Old shoes and old friends make us comfortable, make us laugh, make us remember silly things that made us act daft. Looking at photos of us back then, Remembering the days when we both were thin, sharing secrets, sharing dreams of future hopes and happy schemes. Now we've lost our youth. We apply wrinkle cream. We wear comfortable shoes and dye our gray hair. But still we are "that crazy pair"! By: Carole O'Terry Duet Copyright: April 25, 2008 "All Rights Reserved"
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Rycroft Avatar
January 18, 2017 at 3:44 PM
Loved your poem Carole x
Duet Avatar
January 18, 2017 at 7:22 PM
I'm glad you liked it, Wendy. Thanks for reading. Carole
Wolf Avatar
January 17, 2017 at 7:58 PM
A great poem, Ngetal!
Duet Avatar
January 18, 2017 at 7:21 PM
-Thanks Wolfie! ;-)
George   Avatar
January 17, 2017 at 6:25 AM
This rings so true to me. One of my dearest friends passed away Jan. 14...very unexpectedly. I am still in shock.
Duet Avatar
January 17, 2017 at 5:58 PM
Oh, I'm so sorry Elaine. I know you will miss her/him. And, thanks for reading my poetry. Carole
Andresen Avatar
January 17, 2017 at 4:31 AM
- A superb comparison, Carole - A great poem :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Duet Avatar
January 17, 2017 at 6:01 PM
Hi Anne-Lise! I'm so glad you liked the poem...and thank you for your comment. Carole
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