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| | From: Bradene (Original Message) | Sent: 5/3/2004 9:53 PM |
Time ~~ The body may creak But the mind Shrieks Get me out of here! Age is no respecter Of integrity The mind’s in constant fear Of the body ailing Not able to move Hands tremble, feet stumble Hearing muted, sight failing No longer being able to groove! Time is a bitch! © Copyright VMM 2004 |
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Hi Val Time sure is a 'bitch' - great poem which I enjoyed - Though I'm sure you still have loads more 'grooving' inside of you. Take care Emma |
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Hehe Val, The last line totally rocks! lol Yep, i have to say that i agree with that one... Time is definitely a bitch with a capital B! Fluff. |
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| | From: Zydha | Sent: 5/8/2004 6:04 AM |
hahaha....we Grans can say this with conviction, Val!!! I have not been too well recently and just popping in and out, (even deleted my submissions on UKA yesterday, as cannot keep up) and I seem to have missed quite a few great poems, am having a lovely start to the day with all this fabulous poetry, I couldn't do better in a store! Love your 'knocking' aging poem, isn't it awful when the wrapping isn't lasting as long or as well as the contents....love Zy x |
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Hi Val, this reminds me of that saying.....Everybody wants to GET old...but nobody wants to BE it....good poem... : )lb |
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