...because youth is long since gone, of course.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCC)
Oh for the easy life I used fr'intents
To know, where to philosophize owned bail.
Back in my father's house where that detail
Of freedom and sheer girlhood owned defense,
I used to dream of distant realms, pretense
Full of the joys I'd sought since childhood, frail
As ne success, and I could think, t'avail,
Yes, truly think, though chafing at suspense.
Now on my own, I can attempt in tour,
Yet never reach the heights I ver'ly knew
Back then, where how my father ruled in pure
Love, and my mother guided all as due,
Dreams what they had, we seven too, though's poor
Since naught owns substance. LORD, we wait for You.
14Oct25b
Oct 27, 2025
Oct 27, 2025 at 7:38 AM UTC
...because youth is long since gone, of course.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCC)
Oh for the easy life I used fr'intents
To know, where to philosophize owned bail.
Back in my father's house where that detail
Of freedom and sheer girlhood owned defense,
I used to dream of distant realms, pretense
Full of the joys I'd sought since childhood, frail
As ne success, and I could think, t'avail,
Yes, truly think, though chafing at suspense.
Now on my own, I can attempt in tour,
Yet never reach the heights I ver'ly knew
Back then, where how my father ruled in pure
Love, and my mother guided all as due,
Dreams what they had, we seven too, though's poor
Since naught owns substance. LORD, we wait for You.
14Oct25b
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