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Letter To Myself

Rating: 4.8

I wish that I had written you
when I was young and strong and wise
I knew that I would never die
I'd face the world without disguise

but as I pen this note to you
I have grown old and tired and weak
but I recall that hopeful youth
it is to you that I must speak

I can but say what I was told
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Letter To Myself
Saturday, May 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: advice,aging,life
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 29 March 2020

I have commented on this before, but had to come back and read it again because I really like it. I am going to mention it in my Puzzle Master Quiz 050, to be posted the day after tomorrow.

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Soran M. H 28 December 2019

it is very humble when you call this amazing poem as a note.... unique technique has used in this letter, as the sender and receiver is the poet himself, but we can read many indications and meaning behind each word, wish you all success and genuine happiness +10 from me

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Butch Decatoria 04 December 2018

I have yet to write a dear john to myself, kind of depressed in its tone, but nicely penned. Kudos to you, ghost... thumbs up!

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Luz Hanaii 10 October 2018

Fine revelation in last stanza. With age comes wisdom in most cases. Seems you learned from your mistake/s.

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Jennifer Drake 24 July 2018

Sir you saved my life??

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alan brown 07 April 2018

we all have things that we wished we had done in the past and feel that as we got older it was now to late.enjoyed your poem Barry. Alan

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Michael Walker 19 February 2018

A very impressive address to your younger self, who seems almost a different person. I know because I am in my seventies. Writing without punctuation, as you have here, is a real challenge. Regards, Michael Walker.

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Commendable work...Stanzaic structure has clean, crisp movement throughout, allowing you to wave punctuation...Not an easy feat. Keep that pen pumping ~FjR'17~

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

Thank you Frank. I will keep wring as long as I possible can.

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Upendra Upm 13 July 2017

The poem appeared to me a cool wind and from a natural source like sea or sky in a hot summer evening, But it was from an airconditioned unit.Really a heart touching poem.it is to you that I must speak.

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Barry Middleton 13 July 2017

Thanks to reading and commenting. Glad you liked the poem.

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Pamela Sinicrope 03 June 2017

I didn't realize this was poem of the day..how awesome! Our own youth as a ghost that hovers around us is how I choose to interpret your poem. It is funny to me how sometimes our younger selves are wiser than the older ones...though not always. Yes, we need to remember to save our sagest advice for ourselves before we share it around too.

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Barry Middleton 03 June 2017

Indeed that ghost child is still around. I think some spoiled and indulged him or her, and some neglected themselves. It's really never too late to take better care of that child and to listen to what he or she was trying to tell you. Thanks Pamela.

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