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Did Ponce De Leon Ever Find That Fountain?
An open scrapbook
recalls memories of thirty some odd years.
recalled with laughter
I'm not getting any younger.
My youth by the wayside.
Driving this same road-
I've traveled it so many times- again.
With echoes of laughter,
and stains from coffee spilt
If I could only go back when
I was so naive
Before the world and it's pain
Pulled me down into it.
I can't stay-
I can only go forward.
"And we've only the future to look too."
Wisdom comes with age-
why must i know?
Things were simpler then-
and I was hasty to go.
all rights reserved. Copyright Justin W. Price 2006.
Thanks for Reading.
PDXKaraokeGuy, also known as Justin W. Price, is the managing editor at eFiction horror. Husband to Andrea, father to two dogs. writer.poet.baseball fan. tattooed. He is am amateur theologian with a rabid sweet tooth. He resides in a suburb of Portland, Oregon.He has a poetry book available for Amazon Kindle, and also maintains a blog, FirstBlog. His work has been featured in the Crisis Chronicles, efiction Magazine, The Hellroaring Review, the Bellwether Review, eFiction Humor, and the Rusty Nail. Please visit his profile page for more information. Thanks!
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- Lost by PDXKaraokeGuy
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