When An Old Soul Relives Spring

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When winter turns to spring.

Being old on the outside may look like your winter has come But inside your heart Spring has just begun - Peter Dome 2024. Beneath the weathered leathery furrows Wrinkles baggy folds and lines Says a face lived in And a map showing where they have been I don't always notice the facade After a while But more the soul and spirit inside I have sometimes talked to an elderly Lady And brought the little girl inside back to life When I ask them to tell me about their childhood Their cheeky eyes smile and twinkle As they look back And suddenly I don't see an elderly Lady But the child they were lives again Running through the fields wind in their hair Chasing butterflies Under blue unblemished sunny skies Apple scrumping and being chased Making dasiey chains with her friends On green meadows cheerfully Singing and humming a pretty tune Playing games in the school playground Walking through and skipping down country lanes Getting into trouble again and again Despising boys Playing Doctors and Nurses with their toys The friends they had And folk and characters they knew No longer around A resurrection of the spirit A soul refreshed A smiling warm heart Spring Had returned once more.

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Zyrool Gifford

Date: 3/27/2024 6:21:00 AM

How thoughtful to take the time to talk and listen to their stories, a rare thing. Beautifully written.

Peter Dome
Date: 3/27/2024 3:05:00 PM

Hi friend. Thank you. It brings me a lot of joy. When we are Young everybody wants you, but when we grow old, no one wants you. Love stories from a much better and Less complicated. Take care Pete,

Jeanette Brewin

Date: 3/27/2024 1:40:00 AM

It is so interesting, to hear the history and stories that people tell, and reminding them of their younger days. I'm not exactly young any more. The years go by so quickly. A lovely poem. Well done.

Jeanette Brewin
Date: 4/2/2024 6:03:00 AM

That's amazing. I bet that was interesting. I worked in a care home, doing activities with the elderly,a few years ago. It was fastenating to hear some amazing life history stories!

Peter Dome
Date: 3/27/2024 2:11:00 AM

Hellow Jeanette. How nice to meet you. Thank you so much. Never call yourself old, just in your prime, Young at heart. Yes I love to talk to people ''in their prime'. A better time for most, not so complicated. It's amazing the stories I have heard. There was a Lady in, her 'prime'in a store here in the UK. She stood there, looking a bit puzzled. I asked her if she needed some help. She answers back. I'm waiting for an assistant. To get a Child's bench of a bench. I noticed she had an accent, she said German..We got talking, and she mentioned, she was the last survivor. Of Dachau concentration camp.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 3/26/2024 9:20:00 PM

I love the idea of bringing the child back in the elderly person. Love when I get a story out of my dad. I remember him telling me that he was an altar boy with his twin but today I was told it was for 7 years…perhaps he is remembering it as good at last. Happy Easter!

Peter Dome
Date: 3/26/2024 9:27:00 PM

Bless you Kim and your family. Your Dad must be special. I love old stories, of times past Everyone should write a book, it should be of interest to someone even when you don't expect it to be. Thank you. Take good care Pete.