The Golden Road Home (50th class reunion)

by Larry Chamberlin   Aug 1, 2018



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.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Darren

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    It is difficult to judge this contest when a super mod writes such a great poem. I have read this 3 times and I have read all 31 poems nominated this week twice. I have to be sure that this is my second favourite poem this week and it is. There is always that nagging doubt that because he is a mod I like his poem and I am sure the mods think this as well. But I can be sure that I have picked this for the right reasons. Larry's poem takes us back in time season by season and not only gives us a snapshot of his journey but gives us all a subtle reminder that time skips by whether we choose to make the most of every day or whether we standstill and watch it race by. A poem extremely well crafted and I am thankful it was shared. (7 points)

  • 7 years ago

    by Mark

    Congrats!

  • 7 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Congratulations

  • 7 years ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Love this Larry

  • 7 years ago

    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.

    Regards

    Craig

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