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Pretty and Youth

You, pretty - used to be. Pretty moved out, kidnapped Youth as well! AGE, now lives in your house, she forced your hope-chest curbside. How dare your birthright forsake you?! No. Pretty and Youth are not to blame - what is given will be taken away. Susan Ashley July 15, 2017 (June 27, 2017)

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John Watt

Date: 3/15/2020 12:04:00 AM

So true. But age develops two things: talent and wisdom. We are able to try new talents (such as poetry) that we were to busy and squirrelly as young people to attempt. We are able to see things in a perspective that has "been around the block a few times", giving us wisdom to avoid previous mistakes, and infuses our counsel and our poetry with experience and empathy. This is the internal beauty. Wonderful thought-provoking write, my poetic (and wise) friend! ~ John

Susan Ashley
Date: 3/15/2020 8:29:00 PM

I relish the wisdom of your precious comments and your talent for expressing them so wonderfully, John. I'm so pleased you value my poem as I value your insightful and generous feedback greatly. Thank you for sharing such sage thoughts of reflective depth and beauty. Warmest wishes, my dear friend.. ~Susan

Vladislav Raven

Date: 12/21/2018 5:06:00 PM

HI Susan, yes, the years creep up and young and pretty are gone. Yet are they. Does not the true beauty come from the soul. The true beauty is held deep within and age cannot take it. There are many good things about growing old. I would not go back to my youth for any amount of money. I love the content of your write. You shall be a vintage wine, growing in allure as each year does pass. Your soul says, you shall be beautiful always. Have a wonderful saturday. hugs....Mike. XX

Susan Ashley
Date: 12/22/2018 8:45:00 AM

Indeed, my dear friend, I completely agree with your wonderful sentiments; ‘true beauty is held deep within and age cannot take it.’ The insightful beauty of your comments deeply touch my grateful heart, Mike. Thank you for your time with my poem and for your precious and shining thoughts which I hold in my truest appreciation. Warmest wishes always my wonderful friend and have a lovely weekend.. ~Susan

Paul Callus

Date: 12/21/2017 7:50:00 AM

Youth & Pretty fight a losing battle. I'm afraid that age shows no mercy, and although it is kinder to some than to others, eventually all have to accept what your final line says, Susan! Perhaps, knowing all this, I should have opened a beauty salon:) ~ Warm regards // paul

Susan Ashley
Date: 5/29/2018 12:29:00 PM

Lol, a beauty saloon, indeed! :)) Paul, please accept my apology for the (extreme) delay in my response. How did this one slip through the cracks..? I adore the beautiful and delightful insight you bestow. You completely understand the heart and mind of my poem.. thank you for the uplifting and inspiring energy your wonderful spirit gives to me. Warmest wishes and hugs, my awesome friend.. ~Susan

Arturo Michael

Date: 12/18/2017 6:08:00 PM

I think you get even more beautiful with time...much more defined...All the best Susan...A big hug

Susan Ashley
Date: 12/18/2017 7:31:00 PM

Arturo, your such a special poetry friend of shining inspiration and joy. I relish your beautiful comments that warm my heart like a mug of hot chocolate on this snowy night. Thank you for your genuine and sincere friendship and the precious words you share with me. Warmest holiday wishes mon ami and may heavenly angels sing your lullabies tonight.. ~Susan

Bernard Chan

Date: 11/30/2017 6:58:00 PM

How true. Eloquent, sobering and wise :)

Susan Ashley
Date: 11/30/2017 8:30:00 PM

Hi Bernard, I'm so glad you enjoyed this write. Thank you for visiting one of my older poems and leaving such a wonderful comment. As always, your presence on my page is a delightful pleasure as is reading your treasured thoughts. Warmest wishes my friend.. ~Susan

Caycay Jennings

Date: 11/13/2017 9:00:00 PM

Oh, my gosh, have I thought about this! When you have siblings and are referred to 'as the pretty one', what to do when it wears off and meanwhile your brother's still a great athlete and your sister well educated? In my case, you leave your decayed eyesight as is because it is your friend with mirrors. Kidding. This is great and, as you can tell, hit home. You keep hitting my spots, girl ... CayCay

Susan Ashley
Date: 11/14/2017 4:05:00 PM

You may be kidding CayCay but I can relate to the decayed eyes and mirror thing...lol! I'm glad I keep hitting your spots CayCay, someone's gotta do it...:)) I'm really happy you enjoyed my poem and I enjoyed your beautiful visit and comment..Thank you so much and hugs to you! ~Susan