You sweet, tender, immortal fifteen
Caught up in wonderful delusions
Fearlessly staring life in the face
Facing your future without remorse
Do not sleep away your innocents
Age will slip quietly through your door
You will awaken to find yourself
Longing for all your youthful passions
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Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
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Life is a patchwork of moments — laughter, solitude, everyday joys, and quiet aches. Through scribbled stories, I explore travels both far and inward, from sunrise over unfamiliar streets to the comfort of home. This is life as I see it, captured in ink and memory. Stick around; let's wander together.
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Jerry Brotherton 
I’m loving these personal pieces Jerry, you are truly blessed. Thank you
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Thanks Nigel. I hope I am not getting too boring.
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Not at all I could read posts about people’s lives all day. When we first chatted I seem to recall you mentioned your home town & the Missouri floods for example, something I never knew about.
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Yes, my town was actually wiped out by a flood in 1951 and rebuilt. In 1993 disaster struck again and the government bought out the area. The created a wetland river overflow area, so now when the river gets too high it will flood the entire area.
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Age will slip quitely through the door – wonderful line.
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True words, Jerry! And the converse is also true. If you have great memories of youth, then you can really enjoy old age.
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Yes, exactly right. I hope I will never be afraid to make new memories.
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A delicate and moving prompt to the young. Lovely poem, Jerry.
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Thanks Roland. We must stay young at heart for as long as we can.
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Such a tender personal piece Jerry..
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Thanks. That is my oldest granddaughter. I just wanted her to know that it’s ok to enjoy her life as it is and not be molded into someone she will regret.
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So nice of you to do that for her . .she is a lucky girl to have a grand dad who writws beautiful poetry..
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