Pictures In the Hallway

In the hallway of my school
There are pictures of former students
Their graduation photos reflect the excitement
and promise for the future the must have felt
Most are gone now, graduating from this life.
And I wonder, where did their time go?
My own picture hangs in a hallway and
students must look at it and wonder about me.
What was his life like?
Just as I ponder the lives of those in my hallway.

The Things He Left Behind, The Things I Leave Behind

I wouldn't choose to walk through the rooms with all the debris my dad left behind.
He had no idea he would not have the time to pick it up.
Every thing I see makes me wonder what will be out of place when I die.
What things will be too painful for my kids to notice.
I consider cleaning.
I consider getting rid of the mementos that I know will be meaningless when I am gone.
Will that make it easier for my kids when they walk through my rooms when I am gone?