May the Memory

October 8

May the memory of all you are wrap tightly around your side, like a blanket on a fall night, patched and worn but warm, inviting, familiar.

Or if you can find nothing comforting, may the memory of all you are wave proudly from the flagpole, still patched and worn, but honored, a monument to change.

Or if you can find nothing honorable, may the memory of all you are hang from the wall like the pelt of a bear, the focal point of stories almost certainly made up, but not entirely.

Or if you can find nothing noteworthy, may the memory of all you are become a map—opportunity to change, to be, to ?

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