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Erle B Browne
Poems
7d
An Ode to the Aged
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!
Written by
Erle B Browne
60/M/Rock Springs, WY
(60/M/Rock Springs, WY)
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