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What Shall We Reap

The most surprising word was degenerative.

My, how the years and decades have flown,

and now the speculation on how long to live

has hit with tornado force fully blown.

We ponder if heaven lets us reap what we’ve sewn.


September 1, 2011
*For Francine’s Quintain contest
by Carolyn Devonshire

healthintrospectionquintain (english)

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Sunflower Poetess

September 7, 2011 at 7:56 AM

Congratulations Carolyn, on your well deserved first place win in Francine's contest. Love and Blessings, Glenna

Charlotte Puddifoot

September 6, 2011 at 7:44 PM

congrats on a deserved 1st place win in the contest carolyn, succinct and powerful...

Carol Sunshine Brown

September 6, 2011 at 10:45 AM

Congratulations on your 1st Place win in Francine's "One English Quintain" contest . Love, Carol

Barbara Gorelick

September 6, 2011 at 9:19 AM

Another wonderful win for you...I wish the content was different..but your stong and I know things will be ok..lets talk soon. BG

David Williams

September 6, 2011 at 3:13 AM

hey Carolyn congrats on your very worthy 1st place win, it is very profound very moving, tests of faith come in many forms, some completely out of our control, but all to test our resolve, at the end of the day God will watch over us, stay strong, keep faith..love David

Caryl Ramsdale

September 6, 2011 at 2:02 AM

Congratulations on your placement in Francine Robert's One English Quintain poetry contest.

Shani Fassbender

September 5, 2011 at 10:37 PM

Carolyn, a very dear and touching poem. It really makes one think. Congrats on your well deserved first place win!

Joe Flach

September 5, 2011 at 9:56 PM

Touching, sad and beautifully written. It puts a tear in my eye.

John Freeman

September 5, 2011 at 9:23 PM

The reaping isn't over until heaven's riches are bestowed, Carolyn. The trying of our faith works patience. Congratulations on your worthy first place. Agape, Moses

Carrie Richards

September 5, 2011 at 9:06 PM

Indeed, a question that each ponders, as we see the years decline. (I hope the heaven will have approved of the winds we left behind!!) Profound and provocative poem, Carolyn! Congrats on your win!!!

Debbie Guzzi

September 5, 2011 at 9:00 PM

yeah! do the happy dance ...but it's sad to hear you so blue! Chinese Dr. of mine said BAH! You get old You get degenerative disc! What you got is pain we need to get rid of the pain & he did! accupunture, linement, & electric stim..about session 6 out of 10 the treatment hurt more than my neck LOL so I was ALL better [still have degenerative disc! I'm old too!] Congrad's Light & Love

Joyce Johnson

September 5, 2011 at 8:56 PM

I know there is lots more to this than shows on the face of it. Congratulations for your win. Beautiful writing. I am glad to be home again and able to read such meaningful words. Love, Joyce

Francine Roberts

September 5, 2011 at 8:15 PM

last line was so profound, love your entry Carolyn, congrats on your first place win in the contest

Jack Horne

September 4, 2011 at 10:29 AM

My gran always said, 'Death is no respecter of persons.' I guess if one lives for a hundred years or just a few, it's all the same at the end of the day, like if one parties all night or just has one drink and one dance: it's being there that counts...

Johnny Sumler

September 3, 2011 at 7:32 PM

Love the way you fashioned that last line! A powerful write Carolyn!

Caroline Cécile Delacroix

September 3, 2011 at 12:35 PM

yes, indeed, of a force of such magnitude that can hit you when you least expect it. Well depicted, Carolyn. Let me just say that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel, but we have to seek it. Good luck in the contest, a winner in my book. Thanks for sharing. Love, Caroline.

Carol Sunshine Brown

September 2, 2011 at 11:03 AM

There will be no more pain and no more sorrow my friend. We will meet our Savior and live in glory forevermore. The best to you in Francine's contest Carolyn and in your life always. Love and blessings, Carol