Over 100 years old, left to dust
Amidst knick knacks and old
Mothballed suits, abandoned but now
From store to store, owner to owner
Reader to reader, hand to hand.
From one place to the next. Witness of
Two Great Wars beginning and ending,
Holocaust, Civil Rights,
Cars, Computers, Vaccines.
You have seen and experienced
the best and worst of humanity.
A life many have not
Nor ever will have.
The neat cursive within
Yellowed pages marked
With faded scribblings
Questions burning within you
Musings written from the heart
Annotations, marked quotes,
Saved passages, personal notes.
For them to write so much within your spaces
Lists, names, places, and Dreams
Important to someone, once
How much they loved you,
To write others work within your
Once pristine self
Their weakening spine, matching yours,
Together you aged, but you were lost
Now found again and
-living friends who love me?
dear ones gone above me
Careless of other fame
I leave to you my name.
--Joseph L, Adult