The Last Day

What would you do
On the last day
Of your life?

If you couldn't turn back the clocks—
They were broken,
Frozen in time,
Only showing all the time you have left,
All the time you have wasted.

Would you:
Finish that book
That you said
You would come back to—
But never did?

Make peace—
Tell everyone
You were in the wrong?

Hug them,
Tell them:
"It's okay,"
And laugh
Like you used to,
Without a care in the world.

Would you
Go lay in the grass,
Watch the midnight stars
One last time?

Would you
Finally set yourself free,
Not hold back,
Let go of the guilt—
That once held you by a string,
Making a nice web
For you to sleep in?

Would you call
The love of your life,
Who melted away—
Vanished like the night
After years
Of saying: "No, I can't"?

Would you
Tell them to come over,
Shower them with roses
One last time?

See the sunset
One last time,
As you hold them
In your arms—
As you tell them
You love them,
Let everything out,
Let them cry in your arms.
They say, "I love you" back—
But really,
Your "I love you"


        
         -

                       Means goodbye.

for times gone by

When I was small,
I used to sit on the sofa,
And look out to the garden.
It seemed the whole world.

Impossible to get bored, it was,
So full of life and colour.
Each day, each season,
Something new.

When the daffodils weren’t dancing,
The apples were ripe.
And if not the apples,
Then the holly and snowberries.

One day, the garden,
It greeted a sweet visitor.
A blackbird. I saw it and
Watched it with marvel.

I gave him a name, though I won’t say.
It was my secret you see?
He kept visiting,
This blackbird.

Once, I drew him with my pencils,
Trying to capture,
His beautiful feathers,
The way the light played the scene.

Time moved on quickly
And life only got busier.
Hardly had time to sit and
Look at the garden.

For some time, I’d look for him each day,
Slowly dwindled to a few.
There must have been,
A last look.

Time alone passed, and I visited
My parents at home.
One day, I thought of him,
And looked out. But he was not there.

The blackbird does not come anymore.