<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363244" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Passing Age</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why are memories lost in the tempest of time, <br>cannot be resurrected to remember moments <br>from our childhood far away? <br>At the times when our hearts desire them, <br>yet on cloudy days in passing age <br>when they are least desired <br>they come back like building bricks <br>tumbling down a spiral stairs. <br>Exploding though our minds <br>like little fireworks, bursting momentarily bright <br>only to be lost again in the frigid night. <br>What triggers childhood moments <br>to pounce on us in absent days? <br>When life has us suspended <br>on the ladder of passing age.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>7 December 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363244" data-title="Passing Age de David Harris" data-description="Why are memories lost in the tempest of time, cannot be resurrected to remember moments from our childhood far away? At the times when our hearts desire them, yet on cloudy days in passing age when they are least desired they come back like ..."></div> </div> </div>

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