The Sobbing Septuagenarian
I am feeling rather old today, and wishing I was young;
When life’s musicians played for me, so many songs that would be sung!
I had dreams about the future, traveled in lanes so very fast;
But now, I move like a snail, and weep for what has passed!
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Each day seems dark and dreary, an onus to survive;
I am in a steady stupor, more dead, than I’m alive!
My teardrops fall so often, the laughter so far gone;
Life seems to have passed me by, so difficult to go on!
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I have tried to fight the adversities, hurled in my path;
But each day, I grow weaker, unable to overcome their wrath!
I think I need a miracle, to save me from my fate;
But it had better happen quickly, before it is too late!
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My future looks bleak
The sadness overwhelms me
Tears ever falling
Comments
Hi Larry I'm so sorry to hear you are feeling this way. Brilliant poem by the way. Shame about the subject but brilliantly written.
Take care my friend. I hope you're feeling more positive soon.
Peace and love - Syd xxx
My Dear Friend Syd,
I don't know if it was miraculous, but things did an abrupt "180" yesterday morning, and my sadness turned to smiles. Linda and I were facing a very large hurdle (nothing to do with our personal relationship), which was totally amended. It was dragging me down, but now, I'm out and about again.
Thank you so much for your concerns.
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
That's so good to know Larry. I'm glad everything has worked out.
- Syd xxx
Hi dear Larry...I feel your stress and depression...So many things in life can pile up upon us and make it feel overwhelming. I pray that God sends you some hope and restoration to your life...I too worry a lot about finances, health issues, mourn over losses in my life of people and dogs that brought joy into my life, worry about my children's futures, overcoming obstacles and challenges, etc.....and have to take it day by day. Time seems to pass so quickly and leave us to look back at all we have done. Every day is a new opportunity to make a new memory. I am sorry you are so down. ((hugs)) and prayers. xo Cherie
My Dear Cherie,
I wrote this poem, in the middle of the night, adversity bringing me to my nadir. But, by late morning, the Sun shined upon me, and my deepest troubles disappeared. Since late Thursday morning, I have had a complete turn-around, and am feeling some happiness again, of course, mixed with some sad memories of Cody's passing exactly 62 weeks ago, for which I posted a poem just now called "434".
Thank you so much for caring, and always having my back. You will also see that Tony inspired me to write a poem dedicated to both of you.
All my love,
Larry xxx
Age is a formidable foe. Know that you are truly loved by many fans on Cosmofunnel
My Dear Lisa,
"A foe", that is overcome by such beautiful words from a poetic Soulmate!
I thank you for bringing happiness to my heart, and love to my Soul.
Love,
Larry xxx