I Hear You Died
Letting go of one you know,
or knew, reminders of a finite
life, is not easy as we
reminisce of times when
longevity was forever.
Another man down, life
brought to end before ending,
not here to listen to, no one
hears me talk about you.
When I heard you had died
My mind began to trip and bounce
over thoughts and memories
of our times past,
when we both were alive.
You taught me well.
When faced with loss, look both ways,
your past with them, your future alone.
Mind the gaps for hints of eternity.
Our Literary Journey 
Another one of yours sir that is very well done, but I don’t think LIKE is quite the right emotion. I was recently chatting with a young friend of mine about the fact that 50 seems to be the age where you suddenly find yourself attending more funerals than weddings…..
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Indeed. About 50 seems right.
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Well done…
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Thank you, Dale.
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A thought-provoking piece indeed.
Here’s mine!
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