Oh, did we savour
time’s sweetest moments?
Fleeting memories
of shared jokes
of youthful conquests
of time gleefully misspent.
We should’ve savoured
life’s honeyed passage.
Fading recollections
of vows exchanged
of time well-spent
of dreams almost fulfilled.
Oh, we should relish
our happy golden years!
Savouring remembrances
like catching falling leaves
precious memorials
to time now past.
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Image credit: Jed Villigo @ Unsplash
The image shows three young men standing by the roadside and laughing at a shared joke.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #119 photo prompt
Continuing the memory discussion-
It is strange indeed when we realize that the memories kept are different from the incidents we considered important at the time of their occurrence.
Falling leaves,yes…
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You’re right, Spira, what seemed so important then, later viewed through the distance of time, is no longer so.
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Beautiful take on the prompt, Chris 🙂
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Thank you Maria! 🙂
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Thanks so much for sharing, Michael 😊💖
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I also love this thoughtful response to the challenge. Thanks for sharing! xx Michael
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I’m so pleased you enjoyed it, Michael! 🙂
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This is so beautiful Chris. You’ve evoked so many emotions with this lovely poem of yours. Thanks for joining in
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Thanks so much, Sadje! Always a pleasure. 😊🌸
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😍 thanks
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[…] Like catching falling leaves […]
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Brilliant Chris.
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Thanks very much, Di 🙂
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Wonderful descriptions of wistful nostalgia 🙂 Beautifully written, Chris! ❤
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In wistful mood this morning… thanks, Tom! 🙂
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Gorgeous Chris, and so true
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Another attempt to guide myself to living in the moment… thanks, Deb 🙂
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The wonder of hindsight and reflection. Best to remember that memories are often glorified versions of actual events! Great poem.
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Very true, Chris, and thank you! Memory is the unreliable narrator of one’s past.
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wonderful, and you are so right, chris. these are precious moments
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Thanks, Beth! Aren’t they just 🙂
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Truly, one of the great challenges of these adulting years is keeping up with friends from afar. Whether met online (xxxxxx) or met in school long ago, our lives’ obligations so often overwhelm us and wall us in from the friendships. But those same friends are often dealing with their own walls, too, which is why when the rare moment arrives and we can climb over those walls for a little while, that we are able to laugh and connect just as we used to. 🙂 LOVE this, Chris, the perfect way to start a Monday!
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I’m delighted you enjoyed this, Jean. It’s true, it’s easy to lose touch, but then we know that as friends, we can pick up a conversation left off, at anytime… as if we’d never been away.🤗💖
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time in a bottle
was our motto and song model eh?
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Bottle our memories to try to keep them safe, perhaps 🙂
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yup.
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A surprising take on the prompt, but oh, so true.
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It started out as an ode to lost youth, then morphed somewhat 🙂
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It really spoke to me!
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That’s so gratifying to know, Liz 🙂
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Excellent response to the photo, Chris. And a wonderful reminder to savour the moment.
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Thanks, Susan! Trying to remind myself above all 😉
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How fantastically lovely.
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Thanks very much 🙂
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Those memories are so precious. As always loved your response to the prompt Chris!
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An excellent winging and heart-touching poem, dear Chris. I might say; let the falling leaves fall, and look for the newborn one. 🤗💖
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Wow I love this chris!
Awesome job on this poem my friend! ❤
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My favorite phrase from this is “time gleefully misspent”. Amazing how much time we do “misspend” through the course of our lives. But maybe, if we misspent it gleefully, it wasn’t wasted after all. 🤔
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Those were the days my friend. They may have ended but the memories live on. Oh yes, they were the days!
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Beautiful lines
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Beautiful poem, Chris.
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So eloquent and undoubtedly true for us all, Chris
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How time passes, Chris. Some times are missed dearly… and others best left long forgotten!
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What a lovely ode to life, to times gone by, to times presently lived, and those to come. Love it, Chris! ❤️
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This is very nice, Chris, very true too. I wrote a different poem but with the same concept in mind when one of my friends turned 50.
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I think I remember that one from ‘Open a New Door’! 🙂
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Hi Chris, yes, it was in that book
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The 50 years of shoes! 🙂
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Oh for sure, we should savour the moments, dear. Quite nostalgic and beautiful a piece this is!
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Thank you 🙂
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Many thanks to you 😊
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Gleefully misspent, honeyed passage….I love those phrases and the thought behind this beautiful poem Chris!
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Thanks so much, Radhika! 😊🙏
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What a beautiful progression, Chris! Wonderfully reflective verse. ❤️
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Thanks so much, Punam! 😊🙏💖
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My pleasure. 😊
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We live so many different stages of life. When we get to our ‘golden years’ we oft wonder where time flew. And yet there is so much more to learn if we could be just a tad adventurous 😀
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Quite so, Jules. Where did all those years go? Time to drag on my (metaphorical) adventurous boots!
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😀
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Lovely poem Chris and very true.. x
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Thanks very much, Sally! 😊🌹
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[…] Chris, of Luna’s on line, ;Like catching falling leaves; […]
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Memories are the strangest things on earth! That happy memories make us sad and sad ones make us smile for the very same reason that they are memories now seems so strange to me! Sweet-savoury!
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Such is the devious nature of the mind!
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Now, we are all spending our days on those sweet memories that we have enjoyed so much. Beautiful write dear Chris❤️
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We are. Thanks so much, Jane!😊🤗
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Most welcome dear Chris 🤗🥰
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[…] Chris Hall; Like catching falling leaves […]
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A beautiful poem in response to the prompt. I’m here from Liz Gauffreau’s post. She does a lovely reading of your poem.
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Thanks very much, Merril, and thanks for visiting. Liz does my words more than justice with her beautiful reading.
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You’re very welcome.
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Thank you for bringing both the poem and story to us, Liz!!
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Thanks for popping over, GP. Liz’s story is haunting.
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Indeed!
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This is an amazing poem…it says so much about life and about friendship. Both in youth and in our older years, we must cherish the hours and the remarkable people we share our lives with. When we are young, it seems as if time will go on forever…that is the beauty of youth! Excellent poem!!!
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Thanks so much, Linda! Friendship is something to be cherished. It’s so easy to lose touch with all that goes on around us.
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Just beautiful, Chris…a lovely connection between our youth and friendships …
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Thanks very much, Carol 🙂
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So beautiful
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Thank you, Sonia 🙂
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How lovely, Chris. Friendships are to be cherished.
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Definitely!
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A beautiful tribute to enjoying our time with loved ones. Well done!
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Thanks very much, Mark!
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Wow! Chris, this is an incredible and powerful poem and one that resonates deeply with me! Wonderful poetic writing!
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Thanks so much for your lovely compliment, Annika 🙂
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