Some People

 

 

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Life’s renewal isn’t a black tie affair

Best declare we’re goin’ somewhere

Not much future in goin’ nowhere

The key to anybody being a somebody

 Is to be an original and not a copy

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In Other Words

This week the event is to Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less using the word renewal. Please stop in and join the challenge Patricia’s Place

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  20 comments for “Some People

  1. 01/24/2018 at 6:06 pm

    Well, Eugenia, come to think about it we’re all copies of someone/something, but perhaps not quite. The evolution turns very slowly, and it dosen’t succeed with every turn (for which I’m very grateful) But – we’ll still be here in 500 million years unless we succeed in ruining our blue planet ourselves before then.
    The good news is that we won’t be here to witness it!
    Who said: *I’ll not be cremated’? In the long run we’ll all be!
    Nothing will last forever! Not even the sun!

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    • 01/24/2018 at 10:33 pm

      I enjoyed your comment, Svein. You are a very wise man.

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      • 01/25/2018 at 3:34 am

        Oh, I don’t know about that, but hoping to hold my ground for a little longer . . .:-)

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  2. 01/24/2018 at 6:17 pm

    Love this post! ❤️

    Liked by 1 person

  3. 01/24/2018 at 8:09 pm

    Wonderful insight! This would make a great poster. Thanks for sharing.

    Liked by 1 person

    • 01/24/2018 at 10:36 pm

      Thank you, Patricia. I agree it would make a great poster.

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  4. 01/24/2018 at 8:24 pm

    Love it, Eugenia! 🙂 xo

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  5. 01/24/2018 at 11:23 pm

    I did like those last two lines Eugenia, well said.

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  6. Davy D
    01/25/2018 at 10:10 am

    Wise and powerful words Eugenia. You manage to pack so much into so few words.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. 01/25/2018 at 11:29 pm

    Oh, do I ever have that part down!

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  8. 01/26/2018 at 1:53 pm

    I LOVE this poem!

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  9. 01/28/2018 at 11:55 am

    Oh yes so true and so lovely

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