Time tells all
On young or old,
Short or tall
Of what we bought or sold
Thoughts are fraught
With things we buy into.
And what we bought
Are the things we do.
Sometimes those things
We will have to sell
Their use no longer rings
True in our hearts to tell
Who we are in older years
Those things we didn’t buy
Has brought to our eyes, tears.
Youthful indiscretion leaves a why.
In the golden years of life
We examine those lost desires.
We no longer want the strife.
So once again we’re a buyer
Looking for the things never bought
In those youthful indiscretions
Those things we want are now sought
And bought
And hidden
In our hearts
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I'm a 72 yr old guy, who had worked in Naval Hospital Camp Lejeune for 28 yrs and now retired as of 31 Dec 16. I've worked in medical records, Health Benefits Department, Billing, the IT department and retired as the Personnel Security Manager for the hospital. I'm a musician and Corvette enthusiast. Yes, I have had two. I traded my second Corvette for a Harley Davidson Fat Boy mid-summer 2019. I've already ridden about seven thousand miles. I'm also searching for a fresh new outlook on life with new spiritual insight among other things. I was ordained a minister on 20190202. I've become certified with the American Chaplaincy Association through Aidan University in June '21. I've found that with the unconditional love of my companion, Libby Rowe life is complete through God. She's a beautiful, vibrant, giving woman who gives her all in everything she puts her mind to do. She and I married on 24 July 2015. She was ordained in February 2022. She has a blog too called Under a Carolina Moon. Give it a visit.
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I definitely relate to that!