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Understanding to Reminisce

The gift was given, yet not understood To be vibrant and far from wasting away I paid no attention to the years of change To awaken one day with life's ebbing decay I found in a mirror my reflection of deterioration Along with a thought, how fast life had been The arrival of gray hair and rippled wrinkles And the long brown spots from skin paper thin Could that life had kept me as my youth And yet this arrogance I must dismiss As I grow old in a slow aching regression It gives me time to understand and reminisce 9/23/20 contest Writing Challenge- Decay sponsor Constance La France

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Date: 9/30/2020 5:42:00 AM
- Do not think so much about age ... everyone walks this path ... we must not forget every step we take - Beautifully written, Frederic :) - Congratulations on your great win :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 9/29/2020 9:16:00 PM
Age is so depressing, Frederic , it creeps and wrinkles us to a new look or should I say old look. Great write; congratulations on your win! Hugs Eve
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Date: 9/29/2020 2:58:00 PM
Frederic, yours is a wonderous creation.! Direct in delivery, poetic, without acres of lament. 'slow aching regression' is I suppose sad and true of mortality. Dismiss and reminisce, cool rhymes. Congratulations on your very well earned Number One Win..!
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Date: 9/29/2020 1:42:00 PM
Frederic, congratulations on your win in my Decay Writing Challenge with this excellent poem, a FAV for me and what wonderful music and video _Constance
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Date: 9/29/2020 9:52:00 AM
Perfect Frederic...the arrogance of youth. Congratulations on the win! Linda
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Date: 9/23/2020 4:52:00 PM
Dear Frederic, you’ve captured the ache, both in heart and in spirit, of the slow decline of aging with such expressive wistful elegance, though your final two lines do help to soften the edges of aging’s reality. Youth does not know what it does not know and youth does not last long, especially when viewed in the rear view mirror. Beautifully poignant and soulful poetry, my inspiring friend. Lovely musical accompaniment too! Best wishes for a win and warmest wishes for you, dear poet.. ~Susan
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Date: 9/29/2020 1:47:00 PM
the journey has been long yet fast, it makes the head spin my friend, as for inspiring it's your poetry that inspires me dear poet