Chapter (103) NIGHT THOUGHTSA Chapter by MAD ENGLISHMANInto the dark void of night I close my eyes and see the blackness that lies there. Is this what awaits us after death. Thoughts of my mortality, I’m not young anymore my future will be brief. I still feel the grief of my own fathers passing. I see him sitting in his chair watching the horse’s race, I see the smile on his face when he picks a winner. I see him working in his shed turning bits of wood into art. A wheelbarrow, a wishing well, a gypsy cart. All made with love and caring, sharing his skill and time To bring some happiness to others. I’m a grandfather now, but how can I be all that I want to be? Can I be as good as my father? If, as children growing, we understood how brief a life will be Would we still play foolish games? Sleep eludes me again as I lay in the dark listening to the cleansing rain and I try to reconcile my life. © 2018 MAD ENGLISHMANReviews
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3 Reviews Added on August 5, 2018 Last Updated on August 5, 2018 AuthorMAD ENGLISHMANGreat Ponton, Lincolnshire, United KingdomAboutHeading for my 72nd birthday in April. I've enjoyed an eventful life. With the help of 2 wives I've managed to raise 3 children. Proud of my kids. I embrace all cultures but ultimately I'm proud to be.. more..Writing
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