This Life
This life stretches into seventy years,
years that appeared to race
through time and space.
Dissipated into time
encounters now unimportant
lost to the heart and memory.
Love however,
endures, always and forever.
Closing my eyes just momentarily
I gasp for air
choking back the tears of all its loss.
Too soon life passes
and all the treasures once held in the heart
seek to be alive and live it over again.
Holidays bring the old memories back to life,
sweet thoughts so cherished
shared with friends and family through the years.
Stretching over time
the spirit regenerates its depth and warmth
the very meaning of what it was all about.
Living well, having loved,
being love, loving, loved
is the blessing
allowed in time.
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