Remembering my father, one year on...
Fr Remi introduced this poem yesterday during Ascension Day mass. Think it reflects my father's world view in some way.
One Hundred Years from now
(excerpt from 'Within My Power' by Forest Witcraft)
One hundred years from now
It will not matter
what kind of car I drove,
what kind of house I lived in,
how much money was in my bank account
nor what my clothes looked like.
But the world may be a better place because
I was important in the life of a child.
There was a time when I could remember every detail of the four days during which he was unwell and finally passed away. I realised recently that I can no longer remember every detail and that made me really sad. But I think there's a lot more that's important than remembering every minute of those four days and what I certainly hope is that I, as part of his legacy to the world, am making it a better place.
Incidentally, I found out that this Forest Witcraft was a teacher and scout master and the original poem ended with 'because I was important in the life of a boy'.
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