By Charles Robert Lindholm 2-18-2017 at 3:00 a.m.
My days are moving faster now
than they ever did
and summers lasted longer
when I was just a kid
I don’t know all the reasons why
the seasons fly by
but there are too many candles
on my birthday cake
I can’t take it slower
though I know I should
’cause the world is turning faster
than I wish it would
I know I’m growing older
and that time won’t erase
the lines and the creases
I see on my face
So, I’m saving up my memories
of the way things were
before they get too fuzzy
and become a blur
I’ve lived and laughed and loved
but in the end we find
“the road ahead is shorter
than the one we’ve left behind”
© 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
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So well said. There is no telling how long the road ahead is. Enjoy your achievements and memories.
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Thank you so much, Sadje!! I so appreciate all your views and this sweet comment! You are so right about not knowing how long our road will be! I’m still trying for a few more achievements. LOL! Memories too.
xoxoxo
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Great 👍. I enjoy your posts and poems.
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Now that’s a keeper. So beautiful Chuck 💕
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Ahhhh, You are so sweet to my words and I, My Dear!! I’m honored you feel that way! It does put a fire under this Little Ol’ Poets feet! Always happy when my words reach out to you!
xoxoxo
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2 and commented:
I’m old enough to relate to this poem.
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Ha! Yeah, I know how that feels! Makes one want to stay focused, doesn’t it?? Thanks so much for sharing this with your followers, David!!!
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We live in our memories so much more as we grow older. Well put together, Chuck.
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Well said, Roland!! I believe that is so true! So happy for your view and kind comment!!
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