L Milton Hankins Poet Blank verse

Remembering the Special Times

I remember long ago the special times,
When my head swirled with clever rhymes
And now the old gray matter seems sluggish,
The years have added too much information
Stored up in fragile synapses that fire not
Like they did when I was young and fresh,
I remember long ago the special times
When my head swirled with clever rhymes,
I penned clever and intricate verses easily
While doing the daily chores--even napping.


written June 24, 2021

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Tom Cunningham June 25, 2021 at 11:56 AM Age is the enemy of us all but we gain much experience and wisdom as we get older. Tom L Milton Hankins June 25, 2021 at 1:43 PM That is true, Tom. And it so sad that when we leave this world, it is all obliterated!

Demetrios Trifiatis June 24, 2021 at 12:14 PM Look at the gains in wisdom, my friend, L MILTON, your gains surpass any losses. Blessings. L Milton Hankins June 24, 2021 at 12:59 PM Thanks so much, Demetrios, for your kind and thoughtful comment.

Eve Roper June 24, 2021 at 10:31 AM So much we could do when we were younger. Age slow very everything down. L Milton Hankins June 24, 2021 at 1:00 PM I'm afraid that is so, Eve. Thanks for your thoughtful comment.