Tag: Aging
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Tomorrow Forgotten
We don’t think we can do it another day, Another week, But we will. Plodding along, telling ourselves, Round the next bend, Dance a little on good days, Drag our feet on bad, Step by measured step, Keep pressing on to reach the end of the road, the destination and,With each footfall,we leave behind something,Don’t…
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Personhood
A lump of clay, That reveals, After being prodded, And pressed upon, Pushed, And stretched, Resistance turned, Pliable, Amorphous yielded to, Shape, Placed upright, As it was meant to be, A work of Art.