Haunted By Their Memory

D David Harris David Harris
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Why with all the faces that we knew, does a few seem to fill our thoughts and haunt us sometimes for days. The problem with these faces they are of friends who faded away and will not be seen again. Is this our memory telling us we should have been closer then and not let their friendship drift away? That we should have kept in touch more. Spoke more on the telephone, and wrote a letter or two, maybe even visited from time to time. Now we are haunted by their faces for things we should have done, but never did. Is this our punishment for not making the time to keep in touch with them that their faces haunt us. Punishing us on a daily basis knowing its too late now, as they are no longer with us. Could it be they are there as a lesson to learn? That when something rare comes into our lives we should embrace it strongly and not turn it away for it will never come back. Once it has gone from us all we will be left with is faces and haunted by their memory. 23 February 2009

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