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65

By John I. Blair

So now Iím 65.

I donít know
How I thought
This day would look
But testify
There is no frightful
Plunge
Into a dark abyss of age
Or sad goodbye to youth.

Itís just another
Morning,
Noon, and
Night.

©2006 John I. Blair  

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Name: Melinda Cohenour Email: mecohenour@aol.com
Comment: John, a belated Happy Birthday! From another who marveled at the insane normalcy of the latest passing of years! M

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