I may be old, but that does not mean that I still
Can not shelter you from the storms of life.
I now have character and distinction.
Age does not mean that my usefulness is at end,
My roof is still solid, my walls,
Though crooked, are still strong.
I leave my light upon my porch,
To let you know that no matter
How old, crooked or sagging I may get,
I will always be here to take care of you.
I will always welcome you back home.
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Written May 24th, 2006
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You are very descriptive. i did enjoy the way you presnt your object. it is a very simple poem but a very good poem. I really enjoyed reaing it. But i think the begining few lines need to grasp me more.
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Merrry meet,
Thank you for your applause, it really means a lot coming from you. I know what you mean. I'll be fifty in December (not sweating it at all) and I just think about the changes that have occured in my lifetime, it is really just amazing. Thank you again for the applause and for reading my poem.
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Oh, how precious. As a woman of 61 years I do a lot of thinking about age. I am a cheerleader for the older woman...LOL. We do not outlive our usefullness and place in society unless we velcro ourselves to that rocking chair and vegetate. Very good work her and I love this. hugs WolfHeart -
Love the imagery here. Very nicely done. Thank you for entering the contest. I enjoyed the read.
Sam
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A great metaphoric write. Yes it does look old doesn't it?
Good luck in the contest.
Jan
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