memories and dust

i am old but i am golden
though not ripped nor am i rad
i’m not the greatest lover
that anybody had
but i’m happy where i’m sitting
as i watch the world go by
if my thoughts turn oft to sadness
i am not afraid to cry
it’s not a life that many
would swap for their own
and the paths that i have trodden
have meant i walk alone
but each life has it’s moments
and mine is just the same
i’ve had my share of plaudits
and my fair share of blame
and when the final bill comes
i’ll pay it as i must
and all i’ll leave behind me
just memories and dust

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  1. Judi Appleton (CatMadinWestYorkshire)

     /  March 11, 2014

    Ohai Sunovawot, That’s a lovely poem…peaceful, as you say!

    BTW, I am soon to have to be CatMadinGloucestershire…doesn’t have the same ring to it, does it?

  2. damommza

     /  March 11, 2014

    Lovely poem and I made it as far as the last two lines before crying! *go ME!* 😀 😀

    OHAI Judy! The new name is long!! LOLOLO

    • Thank you 😀 This was one of those that flowed from me without much conscious effort on my part 😀


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