Blessed be.
Velumbound.
This transmission serves as a memento mori.
A gentle reminder of the transience of life.
It urges the reader to step out of the frantic pace of the present, sit in the shade, and honour the people, victories, and even the heartbreaks that make up their history.
(A lone voice whispers)
Have you sat under the sun and looked back over your life's many old pages?
Remembering how you once ran, with whom and at what age?
Or have those old memories turned to dust?
All family and friends. Young and old love.
Moments of misery compounded by huge moments of victory.
People you once trusted now resigned to your own pages of History?
So, I'll ask again and use this prose as a prompt.
Have you paused under the hot sun?
Sat in the shade, and looked back at old memories that replayed?
Remembering happy times when you were having such fun?
The best ones with those no longer around, as those great memories are found?
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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