{"id":10487,"date":"2025-05-12T18:26:37","date_gmt":"2025-05-12T23:26:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/?p=10487"},"modified":"2025-05-12T18:26:39","modified_gmt":"2025-05-12T23:26:39","slug":"all-that-matters","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/all-that-matters\/","title":{"rendered":"All That Matters"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading has-text-align-center\" id=\"h-\"><\/h3>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"594\" height=\"411\" src=\"https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/wp-content\/uploads\/I-Feel-The-Waning-Autumns-Surrounding-Me.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-10488\" srcset=\"https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/wp-content\/uploads\/I-Feel-The-Waning-Autumns-Surrounding-Me.png 594w, https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/wp-content\/uploads\/I-Feel-The-Waning-Autumns-Surrounding-Me-300x208.png 300w, https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/wp-content\/uploads\/I-Feel-The-Waning-Autumns-Surrounding-Me-370x256.png 370w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 594px) 100vw, 594px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading has-text-align-center\" id=\"h-a-poem-by-joseph-roque\"><strong>A Poem by Joseph Roque<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\" id=\"h-all-that-matters\"><strong>All That Matters<\/strong><br \/><\/h4>\n\n\n\n<p>My life is a book nearing<br \/>completion; some pages painful, but in between<br \/>the hurtful lines, jubilant joy, as well\u2015<br \/>all converging to an end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I feel the waning autumns surrounding me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Even in my teen years I instinctively knew<br \/>that quality in all things was more important<br \/>than quantity, and so it was\u2015<br \/>not by design, but instinctive intuition<br \/>that I only had three dear friends;<br \/>each of us fiercely loyal to the others,<br \/>each of us considered a brother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Best years of our lives were our summers together\u2015<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Each day the same, sun-filled and warm;<br \/>clear blue skies. We would meet at the meadow\u2015 Our meadow,<br \/>sanctuary of renewal, hidden away in the backwoods<br \/>of Swan Point Cemetery\u2014a garden<br \/>cemetery predating the Civil War and listed<br \/>in the National Registry Of Historic Sites.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Here, welcomed by soft lush grass and a handsomely weathered,<br \/>gracefully shady oak tree, we discussed the intoxicating choices<br \/>of the day\u2019s activities\u2015would it be football or fishing,<br \/>baseball, bicycling or swimming?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>At the end of each day, we would return<br \/>to the meadow, exhausted but joyous; always<br \/>a familiar, ever-present gentle breeze whispering softly<br \/>until we nodded off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>High school ended; adulthood stuck its nose in our lives<br \/>and pre-arranged responsibilities separated us\u2015<br \/>I went off to college, Ray and Manny into the Air Force,<br \/>and George mainly followed his new wife around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When Ray settled in Nevada, I couldn\u2019t<br \/>find him and never saw him again.<br \/>After a few years I reconnected with Manny and George,<br \/>but the frequency was sadly deficient, until<br \/>one by one, they all passed on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Since then, every now and again,<br \/>I find myself drifting into a sullen web of remorse<br \/>over the loss of those friends and the magical<br \/>summers spent together\u2015<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Is there something I could have done to change<br \/>this outcome? Something I could have said to warn<br \/>them\u2014or us to stay together, in the meadow,<br \/>hidden and protected?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m quite sure a younger part of me<br \/>will always feel some guilt for not<br \/>being able to change the future\u2014that is<br \/>now my present.<br \/>But I have learned that second guessing is just a wishful<br \/>fool\u2019s game.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>None of us were to blame for anything<br \/>back then, except the immaturity of youth<br \/>and unshakeable belief in our immortality.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When we split up, I knew that adulthood stood<br \/>close by, but did not know it could be so menacing<br \/>and malevolent; did not believe it could irreparably<br \/>change our lives, or ever separate us permanently.<br \/>So I did not know to fear it\u2015<br \/>how was I to know that fate sometimes deceives us<br \/>with callous jokes and inconsistencies?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I now know the painful inevitability of life, and will<br \/>carry this silent sorrow, but not forfeit<br \/>my memories of missing loved ones,<br \/>where they remain intact\u2015 strong, real, vibrant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>All that matters is<br \/>love, reverence and remembrance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-css-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Joseph Roque<\/strong> is a poet who frequently writes about life, love, loneliness, growing older, alienation, and the joys of youth. His poems have appeared in <em>Psychopoetica<\/em>, <em>Mad Swirl<\/em>, <em>Aphelion<\/em>, <em>Death Head Grin<\/em>, <em>The Poet\u2019s Haven<\/em>, <em>RagMag<\/em>, and <em>Cerebration<\/em>. 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