As We Grow Older
This photo is best seen in large size view to see its details. A new poem:
As We Grow Older
By Don Iannone
Summer flowers
Slipping away
Like the sun at dusk
The youthful spring, no more
In the old man’s steps
Dog-eared cone flowers
Droopy pink petals
Spiny orange tops
As best they can
Holding on for dear life
Our lives at times
Weak-kneed, fragile, out of kilter
Like some faint bad dream
Weighing upon us
Lingering well past morning coffee
Sometimes we wonder
Especially when afraid
Is it something we’ve done
That’s driven our lives away
Or maybe just time to say goodbye
hey Don, Awesome shot!
and your poem, so hits hard here
love the shot on your side bar!
hope all is well your way!
jel said this on August 27, 2009 at 2:35 pm
nmorning
jel said this on August 28, 2009 at 4:32 am
The poems may be far and few between (but great), the photos are always a joy to see. Thanks!
Dan said this on September 2, 2009 at 11:24 am
This is beautiful. I’m visiting here after seeing your site listed on a friend’s blog. I hope you will visit my poetry blog as well. http://softspokenkr.blogspot.com.
Kristin said this on September 11, 2009 at 1:42 am
Absolutely WONDERFUL, Don!!
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I love it!!
~Jon~
Art Is Life, Life Is Art said this on September 23, 2009 at 6:32 pm
hi! you’re poem “as we grow older” is really nice. Honestly, I like it.
Keep it up. By the way, i added you on my links 
martina said this on October 26, 2009 at 3:09 am
Great last line!
rob said this on October 28, 2009 at 7:58 pm
Don awesome capture n poem too gud….ur title goes so nice with the capture hats off really
:):)
ashwini said this on November 5, 2009 at 1:13 am