Watching the It Unfold

There's a title that represents..
The "It"..
All wrapped into all the little quirks
The silent little differences,
things that seemed to go unnoticed at first.

Nearly half a century and so many memories
Stories by the thousands can flash through a mind..
Telling of all the images It captured or created
Affected in the souls life.

But will there ever be a way to take it back?
No, and there's no way to reclaim It either.
For those who it has been given to must now
Unravel and unfold all the little quirks in their own lives.

It will be a rollercoaster,
The ups the downs ... the lows and highs.
the fear, the laughter, the chaos of the mind.
For no one bothered to inform..
No one thought it wise.. to advise.

That the It that touched their life..
Was a legacy that they would give away.
A piece of the story that would never die.
The battles within the soul and mind that it created...
Would unfold.. Generation upon Generation.

It would be the haunting secret kept...
until the next one crumbled and someone was left...

Watching the It unfold.

@s.vanderbilt 10.8.2017