Claude H Oliver II

Rookie - 156 Points (Nov.7,1948 / New York City)

That Time - Poem by Claude H Oliver II

I’m at that time
When family elders leave, never returning
When old friends become bygones
When familiar is no longer
When past visions fade
When young grow tall and strong
Supplanting those who’ve gone.

I’m at that time
When crowds from youth leave my door
When reflection on my time replaces recreation
Facing my approaching exit door
Same as those gone before
Thankful for loving and being loved
Sharing, enjoying life’s simple gifts
Amazed by abundance we ignore each day.

I’m at that time.

March 13,2014


Comments about That Time by Claude H Oliver II

  • Bronze Star - 2,046 Points Susan Lacovara (3/14/2014 9:46:00 AM)

    So poignant and yet, bittersweet, as I appreciate the honesty in your write. Your wisdom clearly teaching.a.lesson that only a life well lived affords. Beautiful! Though at that time...enjoy all your time. I am allegiance found this gem. PEACE (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 14, 2014


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