Sometimes I am unprepared
as the past crashes into the present
and the world stops spinning
Memories hang in the air
obscuring all those things
I thought were important
I reach for them and
wrap each around
my trembling body
It’s the longing
to stop the clock
that hurts the most
Snippets of conversation
between the child I was
and then man he is linger
And as the end draws near
I remember, I cherish
all that makes us family
~ for Tony
photo:Pixabay
prompts: Tale Weaver #165, #WyldeVerse
Writing and Reflections 
I too have memories of many uncles and aunties that are long gone and the regrets that I did not spend enough time with them though they showed care for me when I was very young. Time makes me wiser but also sadder about this aspect of neglect which can’t be undone.
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I think family brings a special bond that exists even when you aren’t physically together. I’m sure they knew they were loved and that’s what matters. 🙂
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To remember the better and forget the worse…
That should be what all memories are made of.
I finally penned some Elfje for this prompt…
Cheers, Jules
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Very tender…
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Thank you
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this poem “tingles” the insides….
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Thank you!
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Very heartbreaking full of sad memories for this child, but also good ones as she lives in the present and cherishes what is and was.
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Beautifully said. Thank you!
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This is a beautiful, heartfelt piece, thank you for sharing it.
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Thank you so much. Always helps to write when I’m sad.
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I’m sorry you are sad. I can relate, that is often my inspiration also.
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Very beautiful and poignant.
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Thank you. It’s written about my uncle. Very sad.
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But also a very touching tribute. 🙂
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Thank you!
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