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where did it go
Contributed by
jonquilcottage
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Friday, 9th September 2011 @ 04:31:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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She sits in a chair staring ahead
I wonder what sort of a life she has led
playing with her clothes sorting them out
Somewhere inside she is wanting to shout
I was young once, vibrant and live
kissing the boys, dancing the jive
going on picnics down by the sea
can't anyone see whats happened to me
all through the years I've been active and bold
why is it now I've grown so old
Now I sit in my chair, my life nearly through
No one to talk to, nothing to do
Every now and then a smile fleets by
A memory creeps in and then in a sigh
I am lost again in this thing they call age
Maybe tomorrow I'll remember when the world was my stage
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Re: where did it go
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by Deidra_Carmichael on
Friday, 9th September 2011 @ 06:15:31 PM AEST
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My word I am touched and almost brought to tears! My grandmother has dimentia and she always tells me stories of when she was treated like a princess by all around her. Her spirit is still lively although her bones are weak. You have painted a perfect picture of my grandmother's feelings within this poem. Take care and may God bless you in Jesus' name,
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Re: where did it go
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by shelby on
Friday, 9th September 2011 @ 11:51:32 PM AEST
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I clicked like on FB also.
This brought me to tears. You did a beautiful job on this poem, thanks for sharing.
Michelle |
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Re: where did it go
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by leondryver on
Sunday, 11th September 2011 @ 09:02:39 PM AEST
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| Well put. I does seem that it will take forever to reach old age. And yet, when we get there we will all wonder how we got there so quick. |
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Re: where did it go
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by FlintHunter on
Monday, 12th September 2011 @ 09:59:53 AM AEST
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where did it go
Contributed by jonquilcottage on Friday, September 09 2011 @ 16:31:54 AEST
Topic: Life Poetry
A very sensitive and touching expression about the devastation of dementia; even without it, it is hard to grow old. I am sixty and I see where I am headed. But you gradually accept it -- after all you've no choice -- it's just the way it is. You handled a difficult topic with grace and much compassion. Thank you. -- flinthunter |
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Re: where did it go
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by oliola on
Monday, 12th September 2011 @ 03:51:43 PM AEST
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| Sad poem, makes you reflect on your own life. Sometimes I feel I can relate. |
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