Ah youth
tis so hard to say goodbye.
Twirl the rope instead of jump
avoid the puddles instead of stomp.
Piggy bank replaced by credit card,
stiff joints and aging spots.
The antidote is children’s laughter,
hugs and kisses, daring do,
dragons, dollies and make-believe.
Clocks turn magically backwards,
surround sounds of silliness
in gramma’s visits to Neverland .
Written for dVerse Poets’ Pub: Abhra tending bar asks us to write a poem about a temporary goodbye. Just back from a family visit — and a return to my writing — I thought this appropriate! Various photos of me and grandkids — they do keep me young! 🙂
lillian the home poet 
Completely adorable!
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So glad you enjoyed! 🙂
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True this, poignant, touching, with wanting levity & sweet imagery; my seven grandchildren do, in fact remind me that as a poet, a writer, my inner child will never grow up or disappear.
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Here’s to forever-a-kid! 🙂
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Oh Lillian ❤ I am so glad you shared this adorable poem with us all 😀
Beautifully penned.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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I’m still basking in the joy of our five days with family 🙂 Glad you enjoyed!
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I love it, and with those images, I think I will consider jump in puddles just to bring a smile.
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Sometimes it’s just good to have fun — with writing and with puddles 🙂
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Fun, fun, fun. I suspect we don’t really have to say goodbye to youth if we choose not to.
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You’ve got that right! 🙂 The imagination is always there — sometimes just needs a jump start!
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And a bit of ignoring a few aches and pains.
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Made me smile a great deal!
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Smiles are good! 🙂
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The antidote is children’s laughter,
hugs and kisses, daring do,
They may cause problems or distractions but are still our own to love forever!
Hank
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Yes!
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It’s not so bad, growing older. Never land is a grand way to do it.
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I’ve always been a Peter Pan fan!
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Must keep the child inside alive, nourished and curious!!
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I so agree! So nice to see you this morning over my morning cup.
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This “Lost Boy” appreciates this poem very much! A lively, and hearty read; an excellent adventure!
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Ah yes – and we must stay away from that ticking clock! 😊
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This is lovely, Lillian! Thanks for sharing the photos too. ..I can see that you really love those grandkids of yours!
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We do have fun! 🙂
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So adorable and delightful Lillian ~ Thanks for the photos and smiles ~
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Fun to do some light-hearted writing — and smiles are always good! So glad you enjoyed. 🙂
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Young at heart – always!
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Yes! Happiness within..!..;)
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What a great idea–family photos with the prompt! Says a lot.
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Thanks, Nan. Just a peek at one side of me 🙂
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