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Author Name: Freewritelady 10 Comments
Date Added: January 23, 2006 12:01:56 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Ten to Twenty

What's left here?
What have all the broken dreams and scars
abandoned you with?

What time is left to gather all your wits
your strength and wisdom?
Perhaps ten, maybe twenty years,
to enjoy  what should have been yours all along.

And if that be all there is,
let it come in  peace, and joy,
let it ride in on the waves of a sandy beach,
filtered by the sun's rising and setting,
magnified by the warmth of  love,
settling echoes and laying to sleep the doubts.

Ten to twenty, a parcel of life.
The state of urgency moving us to fill
what lies dormant and uncared for,
before our existence wanes.
Knowing that ten to twenty,
may be all there is left of this life,
we reach out, and embrace the remains.

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Comments:
Comment By: FreeCynthia Jones on February 2, 2006 09:44:22 PM Report
Excellent write B. I am in awe. *S* C
Comment By: FreeMark S. Valence on January 26, 2006 12:20:22 AM Report
A second can be a life time and a life time can be ten to twenty...but, what ever it is, we must live it as there will always be a tomorrow. You put your finger on the pulse of life Ms Barbie and you did it with a pen. I like it!
Comment By: ModeratorHenry M. on January 25, 2006 08:42:11 AM Report
Soulful write Barbie... A beautiful, reflective piece told from your heart, may you have all the best of your next ten to twenty and beyond. Henry
Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on January 24, 2006 09:53:17 PM Report
"And if that be all there is,
let it come in peace, and joy,
let it ride in on the waves of a sandy beach,
filtered by the sun's rising and setting,
magnified by the warmth of love,
settling echoes and laying to sleep the doubts." ...this is my absolute favorite verse of this poem! How poetic!!

We have learned from yesterday and hope for tomorrow...but we should be living in today!

Sweet words hun!

~Barbara~



Comment By: FreeKelli on January 24, 2006 10:36:54 AM Report
This is very good and inspired much thought from me this morning. There is so much truth written here about how many of us approach life. Great job on this :)

Kelli
Comment By: FreeGlata on January 24, 2006 08:27:58 AM Report
It's not the length of time we have left, it's how we choose to spend it that makes it "golden". You've stated that beautifully here, sis, and I hope that all who read this understands that life can be beautiful, even through the tough times and through bouts of depression. There's always someone willing to share those hard times and to lift another hurting soul from the depths of feeling worthless.
Life is precious and should be treated like a rare treasure...by EVERYone.
Wonderful job, hon...
Love and hugs to you...When are you hauling butt to NC??? We've got your bed all made and ready...and a pot of coffee that never ends. Stocking up on M&Ms of every sort...
Your lonesome sister in NC....Glata
Comment By: FreeAngel on January 23, 2006 04:20:00 PM Report
Time when younger feels like there is so much left when you reach 40 you realise it seems to have gone by so fast.

Excellent

Love Angelxx
Comment By: FreeChuck on January 23, 2006 03:09:32 PM Report
I’ve never been hurt by tomorrow
Nor have I ever been pleased by yesterday
The only time I ever smile
is the hours I spend today

A very good piece here… helps me to see how meaningless time really is… I don’t want to look forward to something I already have… We are alive right now, right here, today… let’s start acting like it shall we?...

Comment By: FreeGraham Jones on January 23, 2006 02:02:41 PM Report
Really enjoyed this one,and the message conveyed,at one time that would have seemed an age, now it seems to pass so fleetingly
Comment By: PremiumJoe McNinney on January 23, 2006 01:12:03 PM Report
I love the write and the point you are trying to convey here, only one thing though if I may, your title is Ten to Fifteen, but twice you mention Ten to Twenty, am I losing something here, Joe




 


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