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Commander Time
Contributed by
merry
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Saturday, 10th April 2004 @ 07:35:15 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Inside my fuzzy memory
Deception tells no lies
It is what it is
No sympathy for my thighs
Too long ignored
Now ignoring me
Commander Time has taken over
Dropping everything by degrees
Until I am stooped and bowed
Reverent in my posture
Filled with wisdom so Im told
Yet questions still abound
How did I get here?
A crone with crows feet
Where green eyes once sparkled
Bright with inquisitive delight
Dulled and now half blind
Commander Time keeps pushing me
In one direction he marches
Without care or consideration
For where I might want to be
Hindsight is clearly cloudy
With memories perfect flaw
Recalling in great splendor
My accomplishments and charm
There was joy in what I saw
In front of me, before it was after
And then it was gone
gmm2004
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Re: Commander Time
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by Rakerman1999 on
Saturday, 10th April 2004 @ 08:30:59 AM AEST
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Don't know if I should laugh or cry...lol The ravages of time are ruthless.
Very well done
Roses for my daisy
Larry
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Re: Commander Time
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by Stitch on
Saturday, 10th April 2004 @ 08:52:06 AM AEST
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This is how I felt the year I stayed 39. A marvelous write. You capture the universal that so few put into words.
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Re: Commander Time
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by Kie on
Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 07:38:36 PM AEST
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They say when we look back we are more beautiful than we thought at the time. Maybe time isn't a commander but our mirror image of what we perceive to be seen. I dunno...
But even if time is a cruel commander there is one thing he cannot take and that is the person who lights the outer candle. That person will shine even when 90 years old.
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