Wandering,
Waiting,
Winding
Through each of my days.
Fumbling,
Floundering,
Finding
My path in life's maze.
Anticipating,
Admiring,
Achieving,
I now myself find.
Loving,
Laughing,
Leaving
All my yesterdays behind.
~© Lady Treemont~
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Smiley, my Little One brought these home today & I immediately thought of you. Seems to me you may have already posted one of these, but they're both worth a re-read.
REFLECTIONS
To make this world a whole lot brighter,
When I grow up, I'll be a writer.
Write about things that I know -
How to bunt, how to throw.
A Christmas wish, a butter dish ...
A teddy bear, an empty chair,
The love I have inside to share ...
Yes ... to make a whole lot brighter,
When I grow up, I'll be a writer.
--Lee Bennett Hopkins
JUST CURIOUS
When you turn a corner
And you run into yourself,
Then you know you must have turned
All the corners that are left.
-- Langsten Hughes
Thank you, thank you, SB!! I know those lines...Just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in. hehe I'm very happy that you enjoyed the new poem, btw. :)
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Thank you very much for thinking of me and sharing the poems, Rose!! I love them both and believe it or not, hadn't posted either one here! :)
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