1979

It was a strange period in our lives
We had everything but we had nothing
We were rich yet we were poor
We were successful but we had failed
We were old yet still young

We talked a lot but we had nothing to say
We wanted to stay in our cottage
Yet we were anxious to go
The summer seemed endless
But it passed very quickly
Life contradicted itself in every way

Brenda S. Warhurst

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