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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?

Ten

When is it all going to end?

Sleep

Just Let It Be

La Vie en Rose

Heads in the Sand?

If I've Learned Anything!

Silver Bullet

The Path We Choose

A Soldier's Integrity

What is that Sound?

Back in the 50's Tonight!

A Red Rose

Golden as Gold can Be!

Robin Fly Away

You See!

The Demise of the Old Cowboy

What Will I Miss?

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Age

How old am I? You ask.
I'm not a lad or lass.
Old enough to have
been there, yet too
old to really care.

Age is irrelevant as
long as the mind is clear.
No one should suffer because
of the time they've been here.

Youth is a fleeting state and
aging is the human fate.
No one can stop the clock,
tick tock, tick tock.

Like a fine wine, age should be
savored through out one's lifetime.
Be assured time will catch us all,
when death makes its final call.

Young or old, age has little bearing
on the destination of our eternal soul.

Jackie R. kays
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