I got to thinking lately, were my grandfather
alive today, what would he be thinking about
the situation around his world?
So much has taken place since he died in
the mid 1950s.
And then I began to wonder about my
grandchildren and great grandchildren.
What will they be experiencing in their
lives 20, 30,40, 50 years from now
long after I’m gone?
I am sure the unimaginable, the good
and the bad will be the order of the day.
Changes from one generation to the next
are inevitable. All of us are insignificant,
minute puzzle pieces afloat in the grand
stream of humanity.
Our dreams and realities are fluid
rivers winding through the cosmos
of ever changing time. In a flash,
we are here and then gone.
What have we passed along to be
revered or reviled?
So then, life and time are enigmatic
mysteries unwinding generationally.
I sometimes wonder what grandfather
thought as he sat in the city park feeding
the squirrels peanuts on a warm and
breezy, Chicago summer’s day? That
one day, perhaps, a grandchild of his
would know the simple pleasure of
doing the same?
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Chris Hanch 8-15-2021
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