An old poem, for an old flame.

I used to dabble in poetry, but much of it was too maudlin to deal with, so I started to focus on fun stuff, like Ultimate Frisbee rhyming cheers, or limericks.

This my last ‘serious’ poem, from 20+ years back, for a proto-girlfriend’s birthday. She was having issues about the big 3-0 birthday for athletes; it was hitting at the same time her knee was giving her recurring problems. This is the moment you intellectually realize you’re on the wrong side of the bell curve for sports, and don’t know what to do about it. I had hit the same wall earlier,  multiple times from multiple injuries at multiple ages, so I wrote this advice.

As time grows long and wines age true, when lovers laugh and lives renew.

Your day at birth is brought to hand, and heavy weighs time’s dreaded sand.

But if heart and soul combine their will, then the body must its role fulfill.

So Carpe Diem! Seize the day! Follow your heart and let come what may.

Perhaps this was overkill for a birthday card, especially that early in our very tentative relationship 😉 But when I’m in, I’m in all the way.

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