How did the years go by so fast?
Molasses days passed in a flash.
Wrinkle in time made roots turn gray,
enlightened wisdom led the way.
When did duty become the norm?
Innocent eyes seem to transform.
Beauty does not fade, but matures,
raw arrogance becomes assured.
Why did wild actions become tame?
Accountability ate blame.
Shame shrugged and said that it was wrong,
apologies are now so strong.
What changed lessons from bad to good?
Teachable moments understood.
Coincidence does not exist,
all that is learned, gained to persist.
Who is this person that I see?
A better version of young me.
Someone who earned her place in life,
she battled recklessness and strife.
Where did time go to not return?
Bright memories satisfies yearn.
Move forward to create new roads,
ones where pure love has been bestowed.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
so much happens, in the blink of an eye. beautifully expressed, Grace🤍✨
Thanks so much, Destiny 💕
always a pleasure 🤍
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I sometimes sit down to reminsce, we all wish we can take back time.
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oh what a beautiful poem Grace with such love, acceptance and wisdom of life at it’s fullest where we continue to grow.
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love these lines “Who is this person that I see?
A better version of young me.
Someone who earned her place in life,
she battled recklessness and strife.”
Thanks a bunch, dear Cindy. I am glad to hear that you enjoyed it and that these lines spoke to you. Truly appreciate you, my friend.💕
Inspiration in the face of passing time . . .
💙Love your reference to slow days yet time passing quickly
Thanks so much. It sure does feel this way at times.💕
,,New Roads”.
Exactly.
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Memories,all this NOW
Strange thing with this TIME:)
Maybe is the way out…CREATIVITY.
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Maturing with grace and gaining wisdom! That should be the aim of life.
I couldn’t agree more, my friend .💕
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He sister
This is a beautiful take on aging.
Thanks so much, Nicole 💕
This is so beautiful Grace ♥️
Thank you so much 💕
This is a lovely poem in Q and A form, dear Grace! It’s truthfulness captivated me,
Beauty does not fade, but matures… Well said! Love it 😊💖
So happy you enjoyed it, my friend. Thanks so much 💕
I did enjoy, Grace! You’re so welcome 💖
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Time can do a number on us and leave us wondering where it went!🌼
Yesss, absolutely 💕
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Beautiful, Grace! I love this stanza. 💖
“When did duty become the norm?
Innocent eyes seem to transform.
Beauty does not fade, but matures,
raw arrogance becomes assured.”
Happy you enjoyed it, Eugenia. Thank you so very much.💕
Most welcome, Grace.
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My pleasure, Grace.
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“A better version of young me.
Someone who earned her place in life,
she battled recklessness and strife.” I love this with all of my heart, my friend.
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Im so happy to hear that you enjoyed it, my friend. Truly means a lot to me.💕
You’re most welcome, my friend. It’s always my pleasure. 💞
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“Who is this person that I see?
A better version of young me.” – beautiful lines, Grace! What a gorgeous piece…you capture so many emotions in such a lovely way. Well done, my friend 🤍🤗
Thank you so much, Grace. Truly appreciate your kindness, my friend. Have a wonderful day.💕
You captured it perfectly, Grace! It certainly does pass in the blink of an eye 💞💞💞
Thanks so much, Dawn. It sure does.💕
Time sure does fly! Beautiful poem Grace
Thanks so much💕
So full of insight Grace 💕
Thanks so much, Angela.💕
Time doesn’t return. But it does leave behind many precious things for us, memories. So beautifully written poem❤️
Thanks so much 💕