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When I'm Almost Gone

Been quite some time I have been here
Starting my seventy sixth year
Memory can leave me alone
My private fortress, cracks have shown
Oh, ebbing, trickling bits each day
Doesn't hurt, it's really okay
Some think that's just part of being
Could be I'm finally seeing
Sometimes I hide behind the rhyme
Gives me that little extra time
Since I'm slowly slipping away
To write something better to say
No matter what, hope is not gone
Perhaps starting a brand new dawn

Copyright © Greg Gaul | Year Posted 2019

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Caren Krutsinger Date: 1/23/2019 12:58:00 PM I feel like this all of the time! "Sometimes I hide behind the rhyme That gives me that little extra time." I am shocked there are two of us, Greg. Login to Reply Greg Gaul Date: 1/24/2019 9:19:00 AM Caren, such caring remarks come from you. I hope there are more than just two of us. Thank you ever so for reaching out. Now that I think about it, there are many others here at PS. But I do hold your thoughts and writings in a special place. Namaste.

Carolyn Devonshire Date: 1/23/2019 8:11:00 AM Can relate to that "slipping away" feeling, Greg. Jotting down a few lines and sharing them with friends here adds a lot to each day, but time becomes our enemy. Still, there is a new, hopeful feeling at the start of a new day. Your sonnet reads beautifully in both content and form. Best wishes, Carolyn Login to Reply

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart Date: 1/15/2019 5:24:00 PM I really like this. x Login to Reply Greg Gaul Date: 1/15/2019 6:24:00 PM Thank you very kindly. Maybe I'm not completely gone yet. So good of you to comment. Meant to comment on one of your recent awards as well. You beat me to it. It's all good.