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20h
NOW, WE IS: 60!

A Year 8 child
enquires how old I be?

"I be
just...60!"

He gasps.

"My God...you're very active
for 60!"

60 for him is
a distant planet

in a galaxy far far
from here.

Yea...another
dimension.

I smile my 60 year old smile
perfected by now.

I am starlight
that will only reach him

when he is
60 himself

if he ever
remembers what he has

long ago
forgotten.

*

"For today is part of yesterday. And yesterday and today are parts of being alive. And being alive is not just an affair of the days going clonk-clonk like the pendulum of a grandfather clock:being alive is something continuous, that does not repeat; something that one should be aware of all the time, sleeping and waking. . .
it may not last much longer."

John Wyndham Parkes Lucas Benyon Harris aka
JOHN WYNDHAM

"Wild Flower" from THE SEEDS OF TIME.
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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