Pass It On
Some things we simply dream
and muse about for good measure.
But there are some other things that
are stored in our hearts and treasured.
Things like people, places, and memories.
Moreover, we will not remember all of those
experiences, return to all of those places,
and many of those treasured people will fly
away like eagles and never be seen by us again.
The impressions that they placed upon us
will permeate our souls for a lifetime,
and we will gladly pass them on.
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2024
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