Poem -
Forty Three Years Displeasure?
In the blink of my childhood eye
Forty three years has passed me by
School days I played without a thought
How my life would pan out after I was taught
Endlessly, carelessly soldiering on
Little did I realise, I was not to know
Attending the classes till my work was done
How speedily my bygone days would go
Reminiscing from my days at school
I wished my life to go fast
How slowly & tiresome it seemed so cruel
Now those days of learning are past
Gone are the days when time lapsed so slow
My school days are but a treasure
Sepia photographs with faces I know
Forty three years is displeasure
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Great concept liked it.only thing is stumble on the middle I like the begging and the endÂ
Thank you :(
Jill, nice poem...I remember when time went by slowly....barely? .Terry Kay
Thank you me too :)
nice piece...time flies before you even know it.
soldiering and reminiscing - you may want to correct...(I'm a spelling bore).
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Thanks luv x
Hello Jill...
No joke!
School years seemed to go much slower...
Decades sure fly as we get older...
I remember when I thought how long it would take me to be 70...
I was very deceived as a kid...
Not even 20 years already and I will be there if all goes well...
Geez I remember when it was 7 Decades and it doesn't really feel that long ago...
Time it's a strange thing...
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
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Yes exactly where does the years go to luv , thanks luv xxx