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Our Greatest Hour

The midnight seashore breeze come’s calling…. With it’s subtile perplexities intertwined with lure Remindful of days and moments once frittered Climbing and straining our way to grand future Which we were certain would somehow be better Than that very moment we then held in our grasp Now shown in recollection upon more solemn reflection To have been far sweeter than the success we now clasp. So now in this moment upon same scented breeze Float longing’s of our past and treasured memories Twinged with regrets of our shortsighted desire To surrender our days in our rush and aspire To stand here today with possessions and power Having trampled the moment of our greatest hour

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Deb M

Date: 7/17/2022 9:57:00 AM

Great poem Darrell….really like it! Debx

Darrell Rose
Date: 7/18/2022 11:49:00 AM

Hello ! Thank you for the kind comment, I’m glad you enjoyed the poem. I think it applies to most of us at least a few times of our life.

Jeanette Brewin

Date: 7/16/2022 11:50:00 PM

The years go so quickly. A good poem.

Darrell Rose
Date: 7/18/2022 11:47:00 AM

Thank you for your kind comment. Yes, the years go by and I think most of us go through times when we are required to focus on providing for our families at the cost of spending that time with them.