Don’t think of this as my persona, but my poets persona, perhaps even a much wiser person than you or I will ever be. Consider it a well-intended warning you can take as you will.
Some “maybe truths” that you might have considered
I have left it too long.
I am gone,
Long gone,
and I barely know it.
Such a fool to think
I could put off living
the life I wanted,
the life I needed:
Pitch and catch
Kites
Walking hand-in-hand
Hugs, strong hugs,
toasting ourselves and those dear and near
And singing together.
Living the life we know.
Living the life we know.
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… And singing together …
May the voices still ring strong in harmony and melody …
Kevin
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I found this weekend that one of the most profound voices is a bell rung to announce the opening of a funeral mass.