Poems I Found--Part 2

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Time is an illusive adversary.

It creeps and sneaks while you cannot see.

And when it decides it is finally necessary,

it attacks you with endless glee.

It takes what you thought could not be taken,

what you thought to be your pride and joy.

And when it's done with you, you'll feel forsaken

for the whole of you it loved to destroy.

The moments you thought would last forever,

and the memories you gained through the years.

Those ties with the past, time will sever

and leave you on your knees in tears.

But those knees will soon start hurting

and all the bones in your body will crack.

At this point you cling to that yearning

for a youth you will never get back.

So now you can think that time has beat you.

You can think it's completely won.

But then, if you believe that that is true,

the entirety of you is gone.

Time may take away your beauty,

and the strength you had when young.

But it cannot take away your duty,

to the person you were all along.

Poems I Found--Part 1

Poems I found in an old French notebook of mine...

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Today I will have an adventure,

I will surely see something new.

As to what type, I'm not quite sure,

but I'll see something seen by few.

When I rise I prepare for my expedition.

I make sure to pack water and bread.

Of course I take a compass for direction,

and my coat the color of red.

After all the essentials are packed-

and my list double-checked-

I make sure the house is locked,

and step closer to the adventure ahead.

Poem--An Oath

No matter how hard or bitter the day;
no matter how old--wrinkled or gray.
Being kind and happy and free,
is above all else, important to me.
Through the trials of being an adult,
the endless sorrow I'll bring to a halt.
For I will maintain, forever and ever,
a childhood innocence that will never be severed.