In a moment of space and time you exhist,
Soon you'll become a reflection of the past in someones thoughtful mind,
For a few seconds or minutes they will journey through the memories back to a once forgotten past,
Recall times of laughter and wonderful pictures from the subconcious vault your kept within,
Yes you will live forever but only as long as you have left your mark on the ones you love,
Like a treasure chest you will be burried but exhumed from time to time,
Those who miss you, those who need you will bring your distant reflection forward to be treasured over and over again,
Death comes fast for those who wait and eternity grows empty for those whove waited to long,
Make your mark, tell the ones you love how much you love them and embed yourself and reflections deep so you will never fade from sight,
Go out with a bang surrounded by the many you have touched over the years and cherish the tears that will miss you and enjoy the old stories the ones you left behind recall with smiles and laughter,
This is your story, your novel, and of course your life.
The pages of the book are created everyday with every action, word, feeling or experience you go through.
Your novel continues and your lagacy awaits so go forward with your head held high, kind words for others and a zest for life that draws people from all over to seek you out and want to be like you.
I of course hope to read your novel before you read mine.
Originally Posted On Site: 2006-12-29 00:37:15
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