WRITER’S BLOCK

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I thought and I thought and I thought.Panasonic Misc 2012 020

Is it possible I’ve run out of words?

Can it be that there is nothing left?

Nothing to talk about

Nothing to write about

A perfectly blank mind,

Thought it could never really happen to me!

 

I look around the world about me

There must be something that arouses my soul, 

Something that angers me or disgusts me,

Something that disturbs me,

Something that makes me smile.

Something that stirs the blood.

 

How did I ever get to this place?

Where did all of the thoughts go?

I pick up my pen

I stare at my paper,

I think about writers block.

 

Now there is a subject I ought to be able to write about.

Lo!  Something has entered my mind.

The luncheon of the eighty year olds

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Imagine a yearly reunion of 16 old friends today. They graduated from high school in a farming community 63 years ago. You might think this would be a pretty relaxed crowd. I didn’t know just what to expect myself. Looking at them, watching the I-Phones on display, listening to the animated discussions going on, you could be anywhere in any group of people. If this is what retirement is all about then we all should be so lucky! Don’t be afraid of time , dear bloggers, be happy for all of the people who are enjoying the fruit of their labor! It can be in your future too.