While youth has come and gone
Bridges have been built for another world
One of excitement and promise to come
While adult life has now turned into years
Of wife and mother and now grandmother
Bridges have been built for another world
While Elvis sings softly of times long ago
I’ll Remember You, tenderly, with a passion
Building my bridge to grow old in another world
While yet another Elvis song is filled with Memories
I still long for those times of youth
And wish that I had never burnt my bridge to you
© Tobie Haga Roy
Friday, October 24, 2008
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3 comments:
So nice to see another of your wonderful poems Tobie :)
Hope all is well!!
thanks my friend, nice to see you here. I have been writing, but no one has shown any interest.
March was your last visit, I think
Hello, Tobie. OI saw in your profile that you enjoy oldies and country music. Have a look at ours, JC and Donna Lee, in You Tube. And we have some poetry at Jim's Poems and, a book, a Detective Story I enjoyed your poems and your story. I hope you don't mind that I am linked to you. Happy Holiday, Jim
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