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As I grow older, I find something strange,
A phenomenon that is hard to face,
For new relationships I must arrange,
As aging friends disappear with no trace.
I hope there really is a Hereafter,
A gathering place for everyone,
For I miss conversation and laughter
Of family and friends. They were such fun.
Yet, I have them tucked away in my mind.
Thousands of the best memories I store,
And I have but to close my eyes to find
Those friends and relatives with me once more.
Perhaps, in the end, that’s what it will be,
In a new dimension out there in space,
Where we find embodied each memory –
Imagine the pleasure of such a place.
© By RickMack (Rmrickmack@aol.com)
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