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Reflecting On the Young

When the sun comes out on a cloudy day Neighborhood children come out to play, My spirits are lifted, and gloom goes away Because I am old, I appreciate the young They bring back memories, songs I sung Times adventuring, flings that were flung. Carefree and happy, I watch them grow Running everywhere with no place to go Makes me want to go back….….although.

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 6/13/2022 2:03:00 AM

They keep me young too which is why I may never quit working!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 6/13/2022 5:57:00 AM

I can understand that perfectly. Being around younger people is what keeps me young-thinking and acting.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 6/12/2022 9:27:00 PM

We can sit back and really enjoy youth and the young now -- perhaps moreso than when we were that age! Of course, there is that moment when 'I wish I could--- oops, that was a fleeting moment, wasn't it?! (At least for me it was and is). ~ Happily slightly disabled

L Milton Hankins
Date: 6/13/2022 5:58:00 AM

gw, admit it. You are getting decrepit! (just teasing)

Tom Cunningham

Date: 6/12/2022 3:19:00 PM

Beautiful to see, young innocent children out at play, with not a care in the world. Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 6/12/2022 6:28:00 PM

It is, indeed. I love their innocence, their happiness, their way of seeing beautiful in the smallest, most insignificant things. I love that they have not lost their ability to laugh at the silliest things.

David Mchattie

Date: 6/12/2022 11:20:00 AM

That is so true. I love having kids around the neighborhood... makes it feel more alive. Have a great day my friend.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 6/12/2022 11:38:00 AM

Thank you so very much, David. It's good to hear from you, and I appreciate your response to my poem.