In The Sunset

In the fading twilight times,
As my eyes are filled with tears,
I look out over my family home,
And I see the faces of my youth.

The good times and the bad are,
But a fading memory in time,
One by one felled by age and time,
Where has youth and vigor gone?

Saplings sprout and grow tall,
In the sun and rain at my home,
Timber is felled when mature,
But a hole is left hard to fill.

The sun is going down again,
And with it the ties that bind,
Fading memories as the sunset,
Sisters, brothers, kith and kin.

Roy Blizzard III
Roy Blizzard III

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Jodah 18 months ago from Queensland Australia

Sad but beautiful poem Roy. Well done.

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Manchester escort 18 months ago from Manchester

Nice wrote Friend..........

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kbshah75 18 months ago from ahmedabad

lovely.. do follow me to read my hubs

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Blond Logic 18 months ago from Brazil

So sad but so true. Beautiful poem.

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Larry Rankin 17 months ago from Oklahoma

Beautiful poetic representation of a difficult subject.

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