Time Seized
“She’ll grow into it, give her time”
The hand-me-downs she wore like billowing faith and
the bike she pedaled standing, could never sit and coast but
magically she grew into her own
Self; assured, knowing
Someday within reach until
time seized
life unfulfilled
dreams
This turned a little darker than I think Linda Lee was hoping for with her prompt of “Magic” for d’Verse Pub for Poets’ Monday Quadrille. I go where the prompt leads. I am glad to be writing and to be among writers. Cheers to the Pub.
I remember learning to ride on a girls bike so I could jump off when I needed to stop without falling over.
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It made us all better riders to have bikes that weren’t the right fit.
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Such a great memory!
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It is good that she grew into her own self. I have many of those unfulfilled dreams as well. Maybe it is just as well. Some dreams I am glad didn’t come true.
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the second hand rose bit sounds like my childhood but I grew into my own and fulfilled my dreams 🙂 Well composed D!
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Thank you. I appreciate your comments.
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Sounds sad…I really LOVE the 2nd line.
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Thanks. Trying to get at idea of always having room to grow and shoes to fill,
and so assuming she might grow into old age too until it fit comfortably.
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Okay 🙂
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Ouch, that’s a sad ending
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Yeah. I was going to try and write upbeat but I lost the tempo.
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No. Upbeat is good, but sad is honest
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That’s very sad, D. Happens to too many who leave this earth too soon.
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Yeah. Hey, we could go to the Saddle Up Saloon and have a cheery time. What’ll you have?
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I’ll have to think about that. Cherry brandy sounds cheery but I haven’t had that for a long time. 🙂
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There’s no time like now.
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Are we ever a perfect fit for our lives? It’s always an accommodation in some respects, on both sides. (K)
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Now that’s well put. Thanks.
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Wonderful memory. Well done!
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Thanks, and thank you for the prompt.
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Sometimes dreams are unfulfilled, but others take their place.
There is a wonder in learning how to ride a bike (though my younger daughter never really did–and she’s really rather splendid.)
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Yes, even now we should dream on, write on, keep on.
Thanks for coming by. Be well.
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You, too!
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I hope that some dreams will be fulfilled… she seems to have the right spirit to continue dreaming
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