clutching the familiar
history entwined
all around me
each dance with rain
an opportunity
sowing strength and hope
the crackling of old
sheds to reveal
new growth
expansion through the seasons
reaching full potential
and glorious heights
time, an enemy of our state
robs us of our vitality
we are eventually humbled
I Write Her 
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Yes, time… But oh the adventures!
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Indeed! 🙂 Otherwise, what’s the point?
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This is a thought provoking poem Susi.
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And where did your thoughts take you, Sadje?
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The ever changing scenario of our lives. The autumn and spring taking their turns.
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I’m glad it took you there. 🙂
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So am I.
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❤
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An excellent rhythmical composition and Imagination too.
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Thank you, Rajesh!
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