Ah yes there’s the rub; life’s small transitions
A birth to youth, youth to age, age to death
Much too quickly my brothers and sisters
Have passed through their veil of reality
And now join the orchestra of rapture
Too quickly I follow their lanterns glow
Sing to me a song, my Angels of grief
I can’t remember my life from before
Carefree and chasing the forever more
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Almost Meaningful
Jerry Brotherton 
Such is the curse of the human condition. So very well put Jerry, you’ve, for me, pitched this poem perfectly in tone and length for big impact. Thank you
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I feel a contentment in your words Jerry, but also the loss of those who have gone before us. I read this out loud and the words sang a beautiful melody of hope. Love the “the their lanterns glow” lanterns always hold a special meaning for me.
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A great piece of poetry Jerry and one that reveals more with each reading. The poem ends as quickly as life itself and leaves you asking the question where did it go?
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Heartfelt and true, Jerry. We can all relate.
Part of life is the passing time. But nobody told us that was to come before we entered this life. :-) We had no say in entering and we will have no say in passing, so we must make the inbetween time the bestest! :-)
HUGS!!! :-)
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