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To Sit Forlornly Is To Perpetuate In the Dawn:

Come hither youth and heed the words I say,
My heart does yearn as I now reminisce,
If not for you where would I be today?
As I sit forlornly avoid from bliss.

Let me ask you was it all worth your while?
Did you live proudly with love in the end?
Or would you exchange it all for a smile?
Tell me youth did you at least make a friend?

Now as the years went by do I seem old?
My youth please know in the mirror I see,
You standing there with reflection so cold,
Your eyes no wiser than they used to be.

All your dreams have died and hang in the sky,
Leaving me alone to wither and die.

Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2017

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L. J. Carber Date: 5/11/2017 2:54:00 PM Having just passed the big 70, I can well relate to your well=penned theme. I wrote a poem along similar lines whilst pondering how the old swallow their own youth (though how well we digest it seems to vary). Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/11/2017 4:34:00 PM Thank you for your kind visit, Len! I appreciate it /|\

Joseph May Date: 5/10/2017 10:13:00 PM Beautiful yet sad...Congrats on your win Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/10/2017 10:16:00 PM Thank you very much, Joseph /|\

Kim Rodrigues Date: 5/10/2017 9:56:00 PM Congrats on this fine sonnet! Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/10/2017 10:01:00 PM Thank you, Kim /|\

Robert Lindley Date: 5/8/2017 8:30:00 PM A golden nugget this is my friend.. I love every verses and the flow and message are tops. Closing verses are perfect summation. Are we going to see a part two to this gem? Hope so my friend..A7 and a fav.. Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/8/2017 10:14:00 PM mmm, part 2 hey! I'll think about that one actually! Great to see you again, Robert! Have a wonderful day my friend /|\

Miraj Raha Date: 5/8/2017 10:50:00 AM Oh this is so sad and true WW, we all miss our youth and its adventures but we can live it through our children. Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/8/2017 5:27:00 PM Thanks a bunch, Miraj /|\

Tim Smith Date: 5/8/2017 8:01:00 AM Great self pondering my friend...how did we get so old? Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/8/2017 8:08:00 AM I KNOW!!! The days just fly by now! Cheers, Tim /|\

Demetrios Trifiatis Date: 5/8/2017 7:20:00 AM Profound writing, worthy messages, excellent poem dear, WW! A 7! Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/8/2017 7:23:00 AM Thank you kindly, Demetrios /|\ Enjoy your night

Chris Green Date: 5/8/2017 6:58:00 AM Life is filled with questions, pretty much, what if come heavily into play the older we get. What if we had done this differently? Nicely expressed Rick. I can see this play out, the old man looking back on his past, regretting many things while still questioning himself as to is he happy with the outcome. Very cool. Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/8/2017 7:06:00 AM Yeah, I agree! This one I came up with the title first and built the sonnet around it! It did come out a bit gloomy though, thanks mate /|\

Just James Date: 5/8/2017 6:14:00 AM Lovely self perspective, very clever. Love it when intellect meets art! Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/8/2017 6:22:00 AM Thank you so kindly, JJ /|\

Darren White Date: 5/8/2017 5:57:00 AM That is a beautiful sonnet Budgie, I like the somewhat archaic language a lot. It IS a bit sad, I say stay around and teach the youngsters :) Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 5/8/2017 6:02:00 AM Haha, thanks penguin /|\