It can't be so,
I'm only young
All my life so far has
Just been preparation
For the rest
The learning, loves, tears,
Kisses, laughter
Gone.
As if it never really mattered
Austria, Bali, Spain, Ireland
All unknown realms,
That maybe aren't even there.
The blur of tomorrow,
Which I have created though
Dreaming eyes,
Is yet to happen, my whole life.
To feel the snow, new and powdery
That squeaks when you walk
Just like mum said.
The unloved and un-birthed
Shall not be robbed of life and love!
Please don't go life,
I love what you could be
Still young,
Still waiting,
And one day
When I have felt tiny hands in mine
I will welcome you,
Death