| this day this day. this triumphant day. is all mine and quite literally so. all of it: this sun, this cloudless sky; these children running through the park, those lovers walking hand-in-hand; this life and death, this earth. all of it. it all belongs to me. just as these words and the paper i write them down on. this is my inheritence you see. bequeathed to me by my father; a greater man than most, for he knew how to take a single day and stretch it out over a lifetime. and perhaps this secret too i shall someday share with the rest of the world. much like i share this day and these words. -cfn |