Life's Autumnal Memories Poem by Joseph Anderson

Life's Autumnal Memories

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A rustling breeze is stirring trees,
It hastens falling autumn leaves.
Here comes those stirring memories,
That lets the past unfold.

I yearn for them, from time to time.
They come to me, as if in mime
And flow together, like a rhyme,
A treasure to behold.

I sort the pleasant from the sad,
Discard the doleful, keep the glad;
Aware that many I have had
Are from a differing mold.

A pleasure can be had from this,
Much joy, contentment, even bliss;
I try, but seldom can resist
These treasures to behold-
This comfort for the old.

2003

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sally Plumb Plumb 29 October 2013

If it wasn't for the aches and pains old age would be the best time for me.

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Gleb Zavlanov 28 October 2013

Brilliant work! I love its cadence and the message that it conveys.

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Yasmin Khan 12 October 2013

Autumn's mellow melody memories fond drift like autumn leaves sun-kissed yellows from an aspen tree float on air sighs and rasp of leaves under-feet a beautiful nature poem, I enjoyed reading it.

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David Wood 12 October 2013

A delightful poem Jo, memories both good and bad can be so important to our lives.

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Valerie Dohren 11 October 2013

An excellent poem Joseph, memories are often all that we are left with as we grow old and suffer loss.

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Sally Childress 03 December 2013

I love you Joseph Anderson! I haven't been on this site for a while for various reasons, but when I do the first thing I read is this lovely poem, which filled my heart up!

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Sally Plumb Plumb 01 December 2013

Such a good piece. Goog metre too.

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Bri Edwards 27 November 2013

i'm glad i waited 10 years, from the writing of this, to read it; it was worth the wait. loved it. so i guess old guys (and gals) can still be good for somethin'. thanks for sharing, finally! another oldie but goodie on ph is adeline foster. she also gets into the memories swing of things. i'm still a youngster (65) . :) added to MyPoemList.

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John Brown 09 November 2013

A delightful poem Joseph, very well written.

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Patricia Grantham 31 October 2013

A beautiful poem rendering the falling of leaves to memories past. Not all trees lose their foliage during the winter months but the majority of them do. The essence of youth is vitality and the flavor of old age is the joy of having lived. Be thankful. I have a poem titled Be Thankful please take a look when you have time. Really enjoyed your poem Joseph.

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