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by Larry Chamberlin Aug 1, 2018
Friendship, family /
Fifty summers spent in shade and sun
boating down rivers from ancient leas
to ocean waves that break as we run,
captured golden treasures under seas.
Fifty autumns where golden leaves fall
we’ve drifted in wooded wilderness
seeking love with whom to share our hall
found more in a touch of tenderness
Fifty winters we sheltered from chill
human warmth seemed all but nearly gone
could not hope for a bit of goodwill
yet drawn to the fire of golden song.
Fifty times we saw budding hopes spring;
where pairs had walked joined by tiny feet,
so families rose, the young spread wing;
empty golden nests are just as sweet.
Fifty seasons times four since we left
the cocoon of youth and scattered wide;
return with vitality bereft
yet history‘s golden, such a ride.
by - Mr. Darcy
by Em (marmite)
Love this Larry
by CJ Maleney
This is simply wonderful Larry..
Time passers so so swiftly and we see many many winters.
But oh how those summers will never be forgotten, especially those summer moments in the autumn and winters of life experience.
So glad I read this.
by Scott Cole
by Kitty Cat Lady