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Time

In the Autumn of my Life

Oh! Yeasterday

Oh! Yeasterday

OLD AGE



"Nothing is Forever!"

Today's Evil

I AM AN AMERICAN

In the Eye of the Tiger

A Conversation between My Cat and Dog

If, I Had It All To Do Over!

Twilight Honor

A Portrait of my Life

Fifty Years of Tears

Eternal Rest

Do You Remember When?

Mirrow Reflctions

Who Knew?

"Jack Who?"

Ain't That a Shame?

Hopefully, They will Say...

Does It Matter?

Love Found

Who Knew?

My Little Dog named-Art

Yesterday's Autumn

A Bowl of Cheers?

I Say!

My Quest

Near Miss

Dreams of Yesterday

Do You Remember?

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In a Nut Shell


The young days were slow and fine.
The middle time was like a sweet poetic rhyme.
The old days were like expensive wine,
sweet, cool and divine.

But, now all the sand in the hourglass
has sifted to the bottom at last and no
longer can I identify the reflection in
the mirrored glass.

Now it’s sad for me to say,
" Great fun its been…
but ashes to ashes,
dust in the wind
I will never, ever
pass this way again."


Jackie R. Kays
2001…Copyright






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