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His Name

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Winne-the-Pooh, by A.A. Milne

I found our old childhood book while rummaging through a removal box for something else.  The cover was slightly torn but it brought a smile to my face; a well-loved book, Winnie-the-Pooh by A.A. Milne.  I opened the cover and there on the inside page his name written in blue ink in his unmistakable cursive hand-writing.  I paused, remembering; so familiar and yet now a distant memory.  A life cut short.

I closed my eyes trying to conjure an image of his face.  I traced the letters gently with my index finger, feeling the indentations in the paper.  I turned the page over and could see the impressions from his downward pressure on the pen – preserved on this page, in this book for more than thirty years.  I flicked through the book hoping to find more evidence of him but nothing.  I closed the book gently and laid it back in the box; he is here, with me.

Paul Delderfield (1968-1985)

7 replies on “His Name”

How so few, yet beautiful words can be so very powerful. You just hit the spot. Thinking of you, thinking of us!

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