The body of
Benjamin Franklin, printer,
(Like the cover of an old book,
Its contents worn out,
And scripts of it's lettering and gilding)
Lies Here, food for worms!
Yet the work itself shall not be lost,
For it will, as he believed, appear once more
In a new
And more beautiful edition,
Corrected and amended
By it's Author!
Epitaph for himself.
--Benjamin Franklin 1706-1790
I used to mark time by the shadows on the floor, mealtimes, kids getting in from work or school... all kinds of things.