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A Distant Memory
Sitting on a dock,
waves crashing upon the shore, and
the sound of laughter coming from my family.
The simple things in life
are what I enjoy the most.
The simple things allow me
to escape into a different reality.
A distant memory that
brings me peace and clarity.
Two things I need,
especially when
all I seem to see
are the bad things
that just keep happening.
Life is like a hurricane,
completely crazy,
except for a distant memory
in the midst -
a calm in the eye.
A memory where my Granddad’s heart
is still beating, and
he still owned the land
that brings me peace and clarity.
A memory of him
driving his boat,
smiling like the moment
will never end.
Though every moment
becomes a memory.
A memory only called upon
in times of need.
A distant memory
is my refuge.
It is the calm
in the center of my storm.
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I wrote this piece for my granddad, who passed away about five years ago.