Darling, I am growing old…


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Won’t you come toddle
with me
a little closer to the sea,

braid my graying tresses
through your
gentle storytelling hands?

Let’s stand at the edge
of the world
and salt our sorrows, shed

our fears into the breeze,
weave our
joys into this sanded shore.

Let’s stand and watch the
day dawn,
break itself open against a

cobalt sky, pass on by and
then fade into
this golden wave-whirled yawn.

title phrase prompt from quickly.

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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