A Full Life

Brother, Sister, Mother and I filed into the library–dimly lit as it rarely had been with the drapes drawn tight–and crowded close around his head.

“Do you have any regrets?” We asked in a whisper, knowing father’s time was drawing to an end.

Before closing his eyes he smiled and said,

“I have lived more lifetimes than any one man could hope or dream. Within these pages, I have seen sights that too few have seen.”

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