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their time is now

faces as old and wrinkled as their clothing a metered gait adjusted to combined needs gnarled hands held, as always, in support the sun welcomes their warm-faced smiles sounds of children in the distance amuse them an old dog sidles up in search of a pat the old park bench waits patiently there is no hurry – their time - is now

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Date: 6/2/2024 7:42:00 PM
''Their time is now!" Love the satirical irony in those four words, John. The truth hurts...
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Date: 6/1/2024 4:07:00 AM
A sensitive and moving poem John...gets inside the head. Your powers of observation and reflection shine through....steered to a lovely ending.
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Date: 5/31/2024 8:16:00 PM
It is true. Retirement years can be comfortable.i like this verse.
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Date: 5/31/2024 10:11:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your write with a wonderful ending. Life/age go together... Have A Blessed Day/Weekend Writing Away.........
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Date: 5/31/2024 7:24:00 AM
Awww John……that is just lovely! I really felt this one! Debx
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Date: 5/31/2024 6:36:00 AM
As a person of mature age, not qualifying that to include the mind, I appreciate your thoughts, John. Time takes its toll no matter if we hurry or slow our life's pace down to a crawl. As long as I can think, my time is now.
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