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Time passes…
Need glasses
Recollections expand and contract
Some memories shrivel and shrink
(could drive one to drink?)
Looking through a microscope
They fall into context
Perspective…
Blowing up before my eyes
Black and white
Dark and light
Greys are a passing phase
Magnify…
Maximise or minimise
Separate the wheat from the chaff
Unsure – ignore
Crucial yesterday
Trivial today
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©Denise G Allen, 14 March 2013 06:50
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14/03/2013 at 7:22 am
Dang.. I love it…
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14/03/2013 at 9:00 am
Thank you, BD. My thoughts and prayers are with you and Linda today. God bless you both.
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14/03/2013 at 10:18 am
I thought this was very perceptive of my time of life, Denise. I think growing older can only be accepted if one grows old disgracefully.
Humour is the best medicine for age!
John
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15/03/2013 at 4:34 am
Hahaha, John, I tend to agree with you! Can you imagine what people would say, ‘He should have known better at his age!’, but there’s the joy: at our age we should be able to enjoy ourselves as long as we don’t hurt others in the process.
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15/03/2013 at 11:49 am
Of course, Denise. I can remember things which make me blush with shame inside. I was young and foolish then.
Now I am old and foolish!!!
John
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15/03/2013 at 12:48 pm
Ditto John. 😉
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14/03/2013 at 11:50 am
Looking back at what was critical in our youth becomes a tender smile in maturity.
blessings ~ maxi
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15/03/2013 at 4:35 am
How right you are, Maxi. 😀
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14/03/2013 at 12:52 pm
crucial yesterday, trivial today…ha….true that…often in how we look at it…and in the moment it seems so important…smiles.
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15/03/2013 at 4:36 am
Yes, Brian, and vice versa too. 😀
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14/03/2013 at 1:24 pm
Thought-provoking poem, Denise,
“Crucial yesterday
Trivial today”
Or is it the other way around perhaps?
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15/03/2013 at 4:37 am
It is equally likely to be the other way around too, Ben. 😉
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14/03/2013 at 4:02 pm
Like! It keeps changing, just as perspectives can do
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15/03/2013 at 4:38 am
Oh, yes, and we can also look at things through other people’s eyes! 🙂
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14/03/2013 at 4:14 pm
Could drive one to drink alright! Your poem made me smile…
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15/03/2013 at 4:39 am
Hahaha, that bit came out before I could stop it, Ruth. 🙂
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14/03/2013 at 5:18 pm
The process of aging (maturing?) summed-up in 20 lines.. Efficiency at its best..
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15/03/2013 at 4:41 am
Thank you, Jake. Wish it were reversible! 😉
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15/03/2013 at 6:30 am
I don’t know Denise, I’m not sure I’d want to be starting out again, but I would like to be able to slow it down sometimes that’s for sure..lol
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14/03/2013 at 5:37 pm
How very true!
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15/03/2013 at 4:43 am
As long as we remember and keep an open mind, Jeannie… 🙂
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14/03/2013 at 10:39 pm
This poem really came from the heart…..I can tell. 🙂
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15/03/2013 at 4:44 am
Ah, AD, most (probably all) of my work comes from the heart… 🙂
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14/03/2013 at 11:56 pm
So very true about perspective, sometimes with tragic results. Something that today might get a slight shrug might well have driven one to contemplate suicide as a teenager.
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15/03/2013 at 4:45 am
Yes, I agree, Col. I remember how intensely we felt as teenagers. Thank goodness those years of angst are over.
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17/03/2013 at 12:51 am
“Crucial yesterday
Trivial today” – interesting how it becomes that way.
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