The winds of time
Blow constantly through my mind
Memories come and go
The finish line is closer now
But I will fight when its time to go
I’m not ready and I won’t go
Though my eyes have grown tired
There is still so much I want to see
~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2019 All Rights Reserved
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks Chuck
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Great writing, Walt!!
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Thank you so much!
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Really loved this, Walt!! We should all fight the “Dying of the Light”!! Bravo!
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Thanks Chuck, glad you liked it! 😊
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You will see lots more I hope! Wonderful poem!
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Thank you ❤️🙂
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You’re welcome.
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❤
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Nobody wants to go.
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Until they can’t take it anymore…
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Exactly.
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🙂
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