Many people have floated in and out
of my life though these 80 years.
Some unforgettable for all of my life.
Most hardly memorable. Some I’ve
forgotten, strangers for a moment.
So many I cannot add them all up.
Some in Europe. Some in the
Philippines. Most in parts of the US.
A constant stream of people. Most
cordial. A few I wish I’d never met.
I wonder if when I die, the river of
people will start flowing again. if so
will all the people/spirits be stellar
or will they be the same good and
not so good – unchanged in death.

Bob Boyd