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A lifetime is short,
yet until the last person with memory of us passes we continue to live on.
Or perhaps if objects were not inanimate!
I love the patina of old things;
the natural sheen of wood polished by touch,
abutton box whisperingfemale secrets,
the foxed mirror with endless reflections of fading beauty…
Personally, and to my detriment, I have difficulties coming to terms with the ageing process;
little girls, like flowers, grow up, bloom, fade and slowly wilt…