Heavily Enlightened
I’m not sure what I was
doing exactly ..
When it dawned on me,
I now had more
friends dead, than alive ..
But it hit me
hard and it hurt like hell,
when it sank in
and I eventually realised
I was entirely
alone and just one more
pathetic nobody
but with a whole heap of
graves, to fill in ..
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Neville (
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Now, we may cross people off our Christmas card list by our own choice, but sadly some pass away, and the list gets shorter.
I have personally been aware of this particular phenomenon for a good few years now ..
Of course I never added KP to the list anyway! lol.
My grandfather used to read the obituaries when I asked why he said to see who he still knew one day he was no longer reading them and I asked why he said I don't know anybody any more.
Your grandfather was not alone
Yes - every star/public figure passes on/carks it and I, older than some, younger than others wonders...
there aint no one that don't is there, but I was reading something recently that in the not too distant future immortality might become a virtual reality .. it does make one wonder doesn't it ..
No - get me out of here....... !🙃
Getting that way here myself… perhaps making new friends quickly could reverse that trend (?).
Maybe .. but I'm not entirely sure it is realistic .. I don't make friends that quickly .. it takes time .. and often quite a lot of it .. Neville
Were you truly allowed to make me laugh with such a somber reflection? Or am I hereby incorrigible because I shook with laughter? Having cherished wandering occasionally twixt the tombstones since my late teens, more to give myself sobriety and a healthy sense of yonder than for personal losses, this is too charming. Winsomely rendered with a fitly haunting poignancy seemingly balanced with a wry humor and excellent imagery. Thank you very much for sharing, Sir.
Please accept my apology Missy .. 😎👍
I'm with you there. Or, as Mel Brooks once said. "I get up in the morning and read the 'obits' and if my names not there, I have breakfast." You just never know.
You have captured the notion of "diminishing relations" perfectly. The hard part is establishing new relations. There's a feeling of pointlessness that overtakes the endeavor. It's just life, that's all. - Phil A.
You got it again .. cheers my friend .. Neville
Well, for now we're still here. 😉
Absolutely .. for now 😎👍
Great read,
thought provoking too!! 🤔
If a friend passes
make a new friend
right away,
that's what ya gotta do! 🤫
My pleasure to read indeed!! 👍
Best regards ✌️ peace. Thad
I'm not convinced it is quite as easy as that but thanks for stopping by ..
Unfortunately that comes with age Neville, I had my 76th birthday last month and am realising how lucky I am to reach this age and still be able to do the things that I enjoy.
Andy
Many belated congratulations Andy .. you are a credit to optimism sir ..
Sigh... 🕊🕊🕊
it has been a real honour being spoilt by you Dove .. thank you so much mistress D .. N
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