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7d
A mind, once eloquent and sublime
Now, ferried about by a body in decline
Wondering way back to a time
When it all seemed better than fine

When I knew where I were
And even how I got there
Not muttering to myself,
“What the hell am I doing here?”

Asked, “Hey, what did you lose?”
I can’t answer, not even myself
Because I don’t really know
My mind and my youth,
Where did they go?

I decided not to worry,
That it will be just fine
I’ll look for them right here
In this bottle of wine

Approaching is my December
I decide to recline and remember
Best I can, most or all of my years
LOL and crying real tears

Shadows of the setting sun
Memories overflow my mind
Offering a final slow dance with life
The life, that once …………was mine
The End of the Baby Boom is upon us!
Erle B Browne
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Erle B Browne  60/M/Rock Springs, WY
(60/M/Rock Springs, WY)   
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