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stand
to attention
life
is passing by
in
a huge float
a
floral parade
your
life her life my life
look
how beautiful it is
look
at all those dreams
like
helium balloons
clap
laugh cry clap
now
it disappears around the corner
now
it’s gone
21 comments:
yikes....i dont want to watch it pass...i want to ride that float til they make me get off...or roll me over the side...ha.
So many of us go through life like ghosts, not really reaching out and touching it. To mingle with the happy crowds is best I think. :-) Lovely poem!
This was very beautiful...lovely poem and thought-provoking :)
Very nice, Cora.
Love it. And quite true.
__As we watch our float pass by, we must join the parade.
Lovit! _m
Interesting thought about life floating by like a float...
Get on it, or get on the train that's taking your life away quickly! :-)
Greetings from London.
An excellent reminder to pay attention to life:~)
While I liked the picture, I didn't really need it. Your words created the image in my mind and I loved the message!
What Roland said.
you captured that moment very well.
Ha! Ha! Brian, that's the right attitude. :-)
Thanks, Roland. Sometimes we only think we do it... but, yeah, you're right. :-)
Thanks a lot, Keith! :-)
Bernard, thank you so much! :-)
Paul, thank you! :-)
Doug, we must! Or at least try... Thank you! :-)
Hmmm, Sage... Thank you! :-)
Cuban, we're all trying... And it's so quick. :-)
Sara, much appreciated! :-)
SzélsőFa, glad you liked it. Thank you! :-)
Your poem made me smile ...thank you!
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