6 November



I know for sure that love is all there is

all there is that matters anyhow

i know for sure that forgiveness counts

i know for sure that 

what i put out has a direct correlation

with what i take in

I wish I knew for sure 

how to get through my day without

a mad crazy craving for ice cream

and I wish I knew for sure

how to speak French or Latin

or play the flute

or the fiddle

i wish i knew for sure

how to paint a beautiful water color

i don't know for sure 

how it will all turn out in the end

but i know for sure that 

i'd rather be surprised

I know for sure that

things have been pretty topsy turvy so far

and that at 50 years old 

i have no better understanding 

than i did when i was 25








 


Comments

  1. Unknown6 November 2013 at 11:50

    I could relate so well to so many things you mentioned! Someday I hope to paint a beautiful picture. Then if I could describe it in fluent French, I'd really be excited!

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  2. Teresa Evangeline6 November 2013 at 11:50

    The "older" I get, the less I Know for certain and that's a good thing. When I was young I thought I knew everything. :) I agree with you: "love is all there is... "

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  3. Kathe W.6 November 2013 at 11:57

    Go have an ice cream in Paris! Great fun read! Cheers!

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  4. Helen6 November 2013 at 12:15

    A GREAT poem ... I play the flute and I am STILL nibbling on left-over Halloween candy!

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  5. Lynn6 November 2013 at 12:52

    lovely stringing of words, and I at 64 have no better an understanding than I did at 24 in fact I think my head was clearer then and my heart purer, is that possible.

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  6. Brian Miller6 November 2013 at 13:07

    that is part of the fun in painting though...and in life...the not knowing how it is going to turn out...but to know love...def makes all the difference in the world...

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  7. Mary6 November 2013 at 13:45

    I enjoyed this....especially your ending. Sometimes it is amazing, isn't it, how things we thought we would understand at a later age are not understood any better... I agree with your understandings. I think love and forgiveness are important. And though we aren't sure how all will turn out in the end, at least we can hope. Cool poem!

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  8. My Little Home and Garden6 November 2013 at 14:32

    I enjoyed reading this. I suspect you do have a better understanding of things than you did at 25. Aside from that, why not learn to play the flute if you want to. :)

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  9. Karen @ Beatrice Euphemie6 November 2013 at 15:36

    Life is an adventure, isn't it? Lovely words. I know for sure I love ice cream and I know for sure it is not good for my hips. xo

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  10. Sherry Blue Sky6 November 2013 at 15:43

    Oh what a cool, honest, and okay-with-not-knowing philosophy this is. Loved every line.

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  11. Peggy6 November 2013 at 19:15

    Certainty is an illusive thing indeed. Maybe we just get better at knowing it doesn't matter that we don't know for sure!

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  12. Nancy6 November 2013 at 20:01

    I think with age, we simple come to expect the unexpected as a natural way of life instead of thinking we can control the outcome......

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  13. Laurie Kolp6 November 2013 at 21:19

    I agree... love is all there is.

    Glad to know I'm not the only one who craves ice cream.

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  14. Gillena Cox7 November 2013 at 10:11

    nice! i had some ice cream this morning before reading your poem

    much love...

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  15. alan17047 November 2013 at 17:31

    i'd rather be surprised - I like this it has a real depth of longing and searching from a heart of love. Very nice.

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  16. Mary Ann Potter8 November 2013 at 20:31

    Ah, yes. Ice cream and understanding! I enjoyed this so much. I wouldn't want to be 25 again, either, and 50 is 18 years past me now. There's a great deal to be said about age and experience.

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  17. Red Rose Alley8 November 2013 at 21:31

    This is such a delightful poem.

    ~Sheri

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