Poetry by Jeff Green

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The middle-aged poet

by cricketjeff on February 3, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

It seemed to me that love had passed me by
That I would never feel that thrill again
My spirit wouldn’t have a cause to fly
Or plunge me down in agonies of pain

I think I had accepted this would be
Slipping quietly through my middle age
I should never let my fancies wander free
And never throw my passions on a page

And then I found that others loved my verse
They thought that I had something left to give
My future now did not look so much worse
I’d found I had a reason still to live

A special lady showed me how to see
So now my verse is written on AP

Author notes

No this is not really me!