Some people come into your life for a season,
Others come for a reason and a lifetime.
Life is never too long,
Embroiled with a few scenes of the time
In recollections of when you were strong
Heroics of fun, memorable ones
Queue in the refinement line
Most of all, its landscapes
blurred around the edges of your mind
leave whatever pieces you want to remain.
For future generations to view
the mournful loss of a friend,
Others are destined to succeed you
after stumbling graciously to the end.
Aloha Gerry... Cheers and Merry Christmas Mate... Stumbling up to and over that line... huffin and puffin and such... ain't a pretty picture... An overwhelming aging population... coming to a town and place near you...And Dump ain't gonna play? Whatever! Thanks for the prose... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two
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A refined poetic imagination, Gerry Legister. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.