i
am not dead
………………. yet
my bones ache
my breath is slight
but
fight is still with in me
i
am not dead
………………….yet
i focus on the future
…………………….. not years
merely moments
that may grow into minutes
hours and days
that i may spend
making new memories
for you to hold on too
my recollections are clear
they are what keeps
fears on the other side
of the closed door
i
am not dead
………………….yet
so there shall be no tears
no sympathy
only laughter
and gaiety
should grace my space
i still wake
to the morning crisp air
i still sit
by an afternoon calm sea
i still dream
in the evening moon light
and
i still relish
hugs from
those beloved
i
am not dead
…………………..yet
and
i don’t plan on parting
………………………….yet
if that day arrives
hold me in your thoughts
as i hold you in mine
for our souls
shall live in the stars
beyond counted time
love!
That’s really beautiful.
The years are really flying and I’m not ready yet !!!
It so terrifying to think about death ,but i love this poem
A dear friend just went back into the hospital…this showed up at the right time, of course. Thank you.
Very moving ( tissue alert). Thank you for these words.