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Looking Back
The two sat on the porch, talking 'bout the past,
And how one wished those simple times simply would have last.
But now they sit in silence under summer's burning rays,
Sifting through their memories of moments long since passed.
'Funny,' the one said to the other with a misty sort of gaze,
'How lookin' at what used to be, in those golden days,
Only makes me notice more the way they aint the same.'
'Yep,' said the second one, 'and I give God all the praise
For giving me a simple path back to where I came.'
And how one wished those simple times simply would have last.
But now they sit in silence under summer's burning rays,
Sifting through their memories of moments long since passed.
'Funny,' the one said to the other with a misty sort of gaze,
'How lookin' at what used to be, in those golden days,
Only makes me notice more the way they aint the same.'
'Yep,' said the second one, 'and I give God all the praise
For giving me a simple path back to where I came.'
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Comment by Connie Arnold on June 30, 2009 at 3:12pm
- Thank you, Jeff, for this nostalgic and touching poem!
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