Growing Pangs

 

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Young minds so fragile

future masterpieces

waiting to be cultivated

like unwritten poems.

Adolescent years a period of

intense growth physically,

and mentally.

Oft times emotionally

gripped with peer pressure

and laden with a plethora

of immense expectations.

Too much too soon can

fester mind-numbing, and

present lifetime challenges.

A few words of wisdom

 -author anonymous

“Mile by mile; it’s a trial

yard by yard, it’s hard;

but inch by inch, life’s a cinch.”

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-Eugenia

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  20 comments for “Growing Pangs

  1. 05/11/2018 at 10:10 am

    Reblogged this on Reena Saxena.

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  2. 05/11/2018 at 10:12 am

    ‘unwritted poems’ and unpainted art… they wait for the right words and colors to do justice to their budding talent. Thanks for joining in!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. 05/11/2018 at 10:15 am

    Challenge met perfectly.

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  4. 05/11/2018 at 1:36 pm

    This is Wonderful. AND…So true. Youth is in itself like a heavy metal concert. Filled with notes that defy logic but beat with a rhythm so beautiful, that the melody lingers for a lifetime.

    You totally captured what it felt like to be young. Thank you for that memory. For me, it was eons ago.(and yesterday in a way). But music and playing guitar back in the 60’s while writing poetic lyrics made the angst of youth empowering. Thanks so much for sharing this. I loved it. ❤️✌️

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    • 05/11/2018 at 7:01 pm

      It was eons ago for me, as well. Music, especially the 60’s bring back great memories. I still love and listen to rock and roll – 60’s, 70’s, and 80’s. I’m glad you enjoyed my post.

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      • 05/11/2018 at 11:37 pm

        Yes, our generation ‘s music was the best ever! ✌️❤️🌻🎸

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  5. 05/11/2018 at 6:28 pm

    Love that quote:
    “Mile by mile; it’s a trial
    yard by yard, it’s hard;
    but inch by inch, life’s a cinch.”

    Sharing…

    Liked by 1 person

  6. AnonyHack
    05/12/2018 at 2:46 am

    nice article!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. 05/12/2018 at 11:45 am

    Yes I will follow the Go Dog cafe for awhile to stay fresh on poetry.

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    • 05/12/2018 at 5:08 pm

      There are many excellent poets on GDGC. I hope you enjoy it.

      Like

  8. 05/14/2018 at 5:13 pm

    Fantastic Eugenia, for me you summed up the growing experience so beautifully.

    Liked by 1 person

  9. 05/14/2018 at 5:43 pm

    Eugenia,

    The first poem is nice but I enjoyed the short one just below it, especially the line which says…”Mile by Mile, it’s a trial”. That’s how I feel lots of time! Have a good week, my friend.

    Liked by 1 person

    • 05/14/2018 at 5:58 pm

      Cathy, the quote at the end of my poem is so true to my life, as well. But, you know we have to keep plugging along. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

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