remembering

Memories Fade – A Tribute

 

Piezon (Paesano in Italian, means friend)

The years keep ticking by. As of tomorrow, it’ll be nine of them since he left this world.

Memories fade. I hate that.

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Faith in Things Unseen

pink-rose-wmI don’t understand a lack of faith in things unseen. Love is unseen, yet it goes on even after death. Why doesn’t love cease to exist if the person we love no longer exists?

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Time Machine

Driving around town, my car turned into a time machine and reversed me back 20 years … 25 years … mall_entrance (800x553)30 years … 35 years.  Stop!

There she is, standing in front of her old stomping grounds at the mall. The Triumph song rings in her head , “She’s young now, she’s wild now, she wants to be free … “ They wrote that song about her. She’s sure of it.

Her boyfriend drives up. She climbs into his 1975 Toyota Corolla where the stereo speakers blare, Jukebox Hero.

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