A LIFE GONE SO FAST

............................A LIFE GONE SO FAST..................................

Raised in a small town. Life was good.
Knew so little and felt so much
About family and pals and girls and such.

My biggest fears then,were really nothing at all.
Like making the team and would I have a date,
Friday night games and drive-ins so late.

Days went so sloooow,for me at 16.
But the date that was finally here,
early in June,graduation was near.

I thought of the future,days everlasting.
Only days after 18,my life seemed so clear,
I was married and small town could not hold me here.

We planned for the future,she got a job.
To college for me, to pursue a dream dear
I wanted it all,dang it still seemed so clear.

But the path,the road seemed to blur.
We needed the money for that career way ahead,
so I got me a job,"Just for now" all I said.

Life seem to explode,no path could I find.
Future was lost,daily life took its hold,
with children and home and a job that turned cold.

Years took on speed,where do they go?
Disillusion spread a gray blanket,its funeral shroud,
"Is this all there is?" I wondered aloud.

But life has a way, I thank the good Lord.
For every door closed,a window will open,
a real life mate brought my world back to hopin'.

That career big in life,was finally done.
I wrapped up my job,but really so young,
I started another,but this time for fun.

So the next years flew by,but this time I savored.
I could have gone down that path of all the same gloom,
But I had a good mate who gave me the room.

But now today,I find myself at what seems an end.
This last time retired and this time for good,
I start down a path with an end in its stood.

How many more years do I get, am I near the end?
Life seemed so fast,I look back how I started,
that time,that small town that I finally departed.

But I dont really know do I,the future still blurred.
So I keep going on,filling life as I should,
pushing bad down and looking for good.

Life that seemed in my days as a youth, has a savor
that I still want more of it.
So even now,when I think there's an end,
or am I still young and what I see is a bend?

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Written as I approach my 62nd. birthday and another retirement.
Tim

Wow Tim, Awesome. I mean it. Thanks Brother.

Fantastic poem, and 62 isn't old Its just a bend... Not made it there yet I am 44 will be 45 in July was dreading it till I read your poem.. Inspirational

I came searching for a post by Alan or RR...but found a hell of a read, anyways.

Timbo, you got 9 on me, but I can surely relate...

Dennis2

Thanks all. What inspired me was my trip to the SS office to sign up today.

Sad,but I tried to make it a positive.

None of my immediate family have made it past 64. And that's my bro who is still alive.
The others:
Dad-63
Mom-59
Brother-63
Brother-54

I don't know what to say, timbo. That poem was exceptional.

It's so hard to believe that a time will come when we start to face our own end of this journey. I find myself thinking more and more about it too. My parents also died young although the grandparents mostly made it into the 90's. Some days I'm horrified about it and other days I say "Bring it on." :rolleyes: :lol:

Timbo, you have a few years on me but your poem echoes much of what I've started feeling. The thing that has really hit me lately is all of a sudden my parents look old. The day I realized that was like a knife in the gut.

I do think, though, that what you're seeing is a bend in the road. Please don't dwell on your family's early passings. That does NOT mean you will be the same. Hey, you've got way too much spunk to give up soon! Just keep on keepin' on and enjoy life!

The poem makes me realize how precious time and life is. It seems as if it was just yesterday I was 18, I'm now 45. What happened to the time. Oh well I do intend to slow down and savor every second of every minute of every hour of every day.

Thanks.







Just, thanks.

That poem was exceptional.

Very well written.

Wayne