the family

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It is intensely sad to see our lives flash before our eyes in picture frames.

generation by generation - all here! all as fresh from the start! all thrust into being with as much grip as the next all innocent even in their darkness all pure human and true all lost in the world of time all happy all anger all old and young all growing the million billions growth of change of life all happening all all impossibly to change we are set on our course flung our web setting our tale

generation upon generation
family upon family

young old the dead

memory upon memory
a lattice of truths lies loves deaths
marriages births and the mass army of sensitivity
life upon life

o we will never learn
but we will never forget
and in memory
there is love
and we hold to that through out all the madness
of life

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Aye, life’s a tired old bicycle tyre, wheezing round and round and round, sometimes downhill, sometimes up. The best a man can do is steer away from the dog muck and onto the newly-layed tarmac.

I’m gonna die a single old man in a small house somewhere up north. I’ll probably have a smile on my face though.

Have a good innings yourself, Colin, even though cricket’s such a boring waste of time :wink: