I read an article in the news , where a news caster just tied the knot at 80 years of age. My sister didn't' get out of her 30's before she died and so you wonder about the journey in which each of us are on. I know we can't live in fear and saying goodbye is never easy.
I ran through the memories
as I tried desperately to hold on,
I didn't know what else to do,
as I knew time was moving on.
Time is precious this life we know,
there is no stopping like wind that blows.
I wanted to tell you before you are gone,
how much I love you and in my arms
you belong.
~
.
I have trouble with goodbyes
this you must already know,
I can't understand how
fast time really goes.
I only want forever if forever
means being with only you, as
all I ever think of is your hand
in mine as we stroll under the
blue.
I have troubles with goodbyes,
this you must already know.
I'll hold you in my heart and I'll
never ever let you go.
~
3 comments:
Oh, I am so sad to hear about your sister.
Your poem so touched my heart.
xo
Again thank you...it is as if you write, it becomes blowing in the wind. Documenting the inevitable. I don't think death is as bad as watching someone suffer. My sister is currently living her hell and that is painful for me.
To watch someone suffer is torture!
I am so sorry, Rachel.
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