Redux
The onset of screams start the clock; the day begins.
Teachers prepare, school bells ring.
First crushes smile and give first kisses.
No longer a teenager.
First drinks flow legally.
Thoughts of settling down.
Decisions to start new clocks.
Realizations that life is half over.
Efforts for a secure retirement continues.
Probably watching your loves leave the nest.
Bones start to creak, hair turning grey.
The drudgery of the daily grind coming to an end.
Enjoying quality time with the fruits of your labor.
Leaving the progeny and/or friends with wisdom.
The last breath escaping signals death, stopping the clock.
What time is it for you?
Originally posted on 3/11/2019 on I Write Her.
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Wow, so profound, powerful, and moving!
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Thank you! <3
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That’s life in a nutshell. Beautifully written
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Thanks so much, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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There is no going against a clock, but I look forward to retiring.
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I wrote this before my retirement. I can tell you it’s worth it. :) Thanks for reading, Diana!
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Wise words, Susi! Life is a merry-go-round that imprisons us, until death sets us free.
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Yes, it absolutely is a merry-go-round, and at times, one of those roller coasters that knock the equilibrium out of you! Thank you for reading and commenting.
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My clock is still ticking, thank goodness. Nice piece, Susi.
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😁 I’m glad! Thank you, Eugenia!
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You’re welcome, Susi!
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