Ink lings


I wake to new horizons
New vistas greet my eyes
It was only yesterday
I slept neath darker skies

Where has the familiar gone
My perspective is unclear
I struggle to make sense of it
Is now my future hereĀ 

I cast my gaze about me
And a different world I see
I am standing in tomorrow
Looking at what used to be

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About oldmainer

I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs. I started Oldmainer .wordpress.com as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations, with some poetry thrown in. I welcome anyone that wants to kick back and join me here on the porch, exploring all the gifts we have been given and the memories collected. Thanks for stopping by.
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