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Friday, September 17, 2010

Janice in Wonderland

The sands of the present trickle slowly
Through the hourglass of time
Becoming memories of days gone by
Lived to the fullest.

Regrets, a few, are pushed aside
To watch the grains gently drift through space
And arrive peacefully at journey's end
When each moment touches the past.

Lingering sands yet to descend
Eagerly await their chance
To plummet to new adventures and happenings
In the often challenging wonderland of living.

janice
2010

Written for Magpie Tales

20 comments:

  1. I hope your regrets remain few, Janice. God Bless.

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  2. So true ....... challenging wonderland!

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  3. This was a lovely piece of writing; and what new adventures we are faced with as each day dawns.

    CJ xx

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  4. Very nice, Janice. Happy birthday! here's My Magpie Tale

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  5. Oh, have I been on this page lately! It is amazing how many sands have descended in my life and how many more will descend! Doesn't Summer's shift to Fall provide us with the nostalgia? Lovely!

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  6. Those sands sift much too fast for me. :)

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  7. Lovely poem-Happy Birthday and every day!

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  8. Beautiful, I love how you depict the sand at the top of the hour glass as "eagerly awaiting"

    Rene

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  9. "One must learn a different... sense of time, one that depends more on small amounts than big ones." ~Sister Mary Paul

    Beautiful poem :)

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  10. i like plummeting into adventure...for that is the spice of life...right? smiles. nice mag!

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  11. ...wonderland of living...

    I like that.

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  12. Beautifully written! I really like "To watch the grains gently drift through space
    And arrive peacefully at journey's end
    When each moment touches the past." For some reason it reminds me of my grandmother.

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  13. Beautifully written! I really like "To watch the grains gently drift through space
    And arrive peacefully at journey's end
    When each moment touches the past." For some reason it reminds me of my grandmother.

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  14. lets recover your regrets and wrong deeds in our future.. lovely poem!

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  15. The key is pushing those few regrets aside. Lovely Magpie! Is it your birthday, Jancie? Happy!!!!

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  16. oops...typo...I meant to say Janice, but Jancie is kinda cute! ;^)

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  17. Happy Baleted Birthday...
    how sweet to read your poetry.

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  18. Yours is a positive take on the bottom portion of the hourglass. I bet you are a glass half-filled person!

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