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Once We Were Old

And now we laugh and dance and gaily swear, Sprung at last from vanity’s iron mold. The blushes of youth we’ll no longer wear, Age urges us to let our hearts unfold, Live young with the urgency of the old.

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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 9/10/2018 9:24:00 PM

I love it. A perfect poem. A fave :) xomo

Bernard Chan
Date: 9/11/2018 4:39:00 PM

Maureen, you're gracious as always, thank you :)

Susan Ashley

Date: 9/9/2018 4:43:00 PM

Indeed, you express it well, my friend Bernard. There are freedoms to be relished and appreciated with getting old, and I truly relish the beauty of your inspiring poem. I'm so glad to see you back, you've been missed, dear friend.. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Bernard Chan
Date: 9/12/2018 6:52:00 PM

Thank you so much, Susan!

Susan Ashley
Date: 9/11/2018 11:48:00 PM

Happy belated birthday Bernard:)) the spirit of your poem resonated with me and I absolutely love your last line.. your poem reflects aging gracefully, my friend..

Bernard Chan
Date: 9/11/2018 4:38:00 PM

I just turned 55 :)

Susan Ashley
Date: 9/10/2018 10:44:00 AM

My dear friend, I am 56 very soon to be 57.. how old are you, Bernard..?

Bernard Chan
Date: 9/10/2018 4:27:00 AM

How are you, Susan? Thank you for your lovely comment, as usual :)