Yellowed over the years

Edges worn from weathered storms

The smell of ancient years

It read,

1997

If you’ve found this,

Then the world still exists

And the plague of my time has not killed the human race

I give you my greetings

I give you my love

I hope you find the strength to keep living on

It was the year 2097 that I found this note

In a bottle

In a hole in the gground

In my backyard