where has the time gone in our little game
passion has fizzled, we pass in the hall
jump starts fall short, nothing’s the same
battered by life, our love’s weathered it all
the fire’s faded, it’s true, to embers
such comfort, ‘twill do ‘til the reaper calls
given the choice i choose love that’s tender
but how my heart thrilled once, hearing your voice
in the beginning, us…i remember
~kat
July 23rd, 2018 at 7:16 am
Almost poignant, but not quite, since I refuse to have regret in my life.
A life commentary for many of us I think!
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July 23rd, 2018 at 8:27 am
No regrets Peter…just remembering with thoughts about how things change. 🙂
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July 23rd, 2018 at 9:47 am
Remembering doesn’t have to be sad. It just sets us straight if we wander.
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July 23rd, 2018 at 10:35 am
This is very true. It helps one focus on what is most important. 🙂
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July 23rd, 2018 at 11:50 am
Reminding us of what we care about most.
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July 24th, 2018 at 3:45 pm
Groovy.. 😎🥀
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