Poem -
The climb of my life 💙
How can tomorrow be Monday was it not Tuesday yesterday ?
My life has speeded up within a senescent passageway
Tho I am mellowing, maturing, crumbling up my climb
My mind is now mindlessness with the timelessness of time
Yet time isn’t getting faster it is I that is slowing down
As I finally face the facts of reality and I facade that frown
If only I had realised this fact when I was so young
Then I could have eked out every second since my life had sprung...
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good morning Jill
wonderful poem
i think when you
get to are age
you look back and
say i should have
done that why did i do that
and so on so on
i know i do that
all the time
Good morning ay its too late now to change anything 🤣💕🌹
yes its to late to
change the past
and alway look
in to the future
and maybe try
and change it
just bit
Teehee 🤣❤️🌹❤️
Oh, I know this feeling a little too well! Great poem x
Teehee ❤️🌹❤️
still no word from cosmo
i dont think i will
ever hear from them
Awww u never know ❤️🌹❤️
Love this Jill as every word is true. Can we do it all again knowing what we do so we can make the most of every second...yet, even knowing this we, will waste what's left in melancholic regret of things gone by. Nothing as stupid as a human...I am the stupidest of all ...hugs 💕
Awww no u not coz lol I am 🤣🌹❤️🌹
good night Jill
sleep well
Goodnight Greg ❤️🌹❤️
nice write Linda
❤️💕❤️