I’m born
but weak am I
I grow slightly
Yet still innocent
My eyes
My Mind
The I’m into
Double figures
Gone the age of
Wonder
Now the age of
Confusion
So much to learn
In such a short space
Of time
Yet more to come
In these testing years
These painful years
Then as slow as they
Do seem
Gone like a leaf
From a tree
Blown away into distant
Memory, carried away
Suddenly innocence has
All gone
Vanquished by the
Enemy Father Time
Replaced by bitterness
And hate and sad regret
Then Old Father Time
Comes a-knocking again
With a cowled friend of
His in tow
Time to say goodbye my
Friend
To your soulmate
Your friends
Your family
Your children and theirs
Time to say goodbye
Time to take those eternal stairs
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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