Poem: Poem at Forty

 The "Two score" finale

As I approach in mind
With lived and learned soul
The out-lived and the longing,
Every lost and conquered goal

Memories of yesteryear
The innocence, the tears
Those carefree times and wall clock
Chimes ringing in and out the years

Childhood days seem far now
And what was is now no more
And at times they're made young
Again by a creaking old wood floor


© Niall Markey 2010

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Gillian Davies 6 years ago

I liked that..Iwanted to read on ...Is there more? There should be more

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Hear Me 5 years ago from Somewhere in Florida

Great writing! I really enjoyed this.

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ahorseback 5 years ago

Yes , I like it my friend!....:-}

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niallmarkey 4 years ago from New York Author

Thank you all for reading my poem. I really appreciate that you took the time to do so.

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