Memory’s Glass

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Through needle’s eye the world shall one day pass
Where memories look past youth’s looking glass
Absent of fear once born stubborn in night
Each day to plow gold fields anew in light

We’ll nurture good in all we planted then
To swiftly turn soil to begin again
We’ll eagerly sew love’s seeds without strain
To grow in joys of life’s sunshine and rain

We will find happiness in our own eyes
To see beauty where there is compromise
And glory sought shall be what glory may
within routine happenings of each day

For memories made in our gray old age
mark wrinkles now freed youth’s vain mirrored cage

(c) s l jennings “Memory’s Glass” poem

Artwork: Pablo Picasso ~ I do not own rights to above image

 

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No online identity can truly define me. I am a kamakaze pilot of life. I have a navigation panel with controls, but I understand I cannot control external elements. I believe I am spirited with God (Love) to guide my life. I am human in my strength and my frailty. I somehow safely navigate my children through life's trial and errors. I proudly wear each stripe on my Mom's uniform; though, I still love the silky feel of soft négligée against my skin. I am human after all. Welcome to my Spirited Poet blog. Welcome to me.
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3 Responses to Memory’s Glass

  1. Sumyanna says:

    Gorgeous poetry. Really loved this!

    Like

  2. beautiful poem Sandy,love it 🙂 love the thought and message …love hugs

    Like

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