Saturday, July 01, 2017

Coincidence

Today
28 years ago
my father died.
Today
three months ago
my grandson was born.
Life.

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  1. Desolation and joy are close companions in this life. Your poppies are beautiful.

    and how is young Leopold?

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    1. I spent tea-time with young Leopold, and he smiled at me, when I returned from trampolining with Annabelle. :)

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  2. The cycle of birth and death often brings coincidences for us to ponder upon...

    Poppies of course remind me of another absent friend of ours.

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    1. Yes, almost unbelievable: More than four years now that Jams is not with us.

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  3. I had to ponder that for a while but I think I got there eventually, as did the lad.

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    1. After all, it did not take you three month, Andrew. :)
      Weird title, eh?

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    2. Nor 9 months :) (smiley with apologies to the Gone Don)

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    3. Ach, what the heck,
      the Don might be gone,
      but he will be back.
      [Hopefully, in less than nine months]
      colon and right parenthesis

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