
a grey- haired journey
we often stub our toes
rattle our mind for memories
caregiver regular in tow
treasures we seek
but little do we find
momentary peeks
into a treasure filled mind
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daily routine
seasons change as you age
digging up treasure
Look into the mind of the elderly there are vast discoveries. Sometimes there is a thin veil covering the expanse. It is worth the effort.
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Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. One of the many exciting things I've had the honor of doing is writing with an E. African team that is developing elementary curriculum for African children. As a writer, it is a thrill to help children (on all continents) who want to learn.
I've been part of the blogging community for more than 10 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2011 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the co-producer of that fast growing blog community.
I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers.
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Live every day; each day, ‘another link’ in life’s rusty chain.
_ Though I’m in my 77th year, I don’t consider myself as elderly because there are many younger souls… in age’s pain… and I consider them, more than me. _m
each sunrise
as this time ages our value
another link
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Indeed great treasure to found when we only take the time to truly listen and learn.
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Reblogged this on Ned Hamson's Second Line View of the News.
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