I gathered up my thoughts, and
gazed upon the waters of reflection,
serendipity shimmered cross its surface
I gasp, struck by the beauty of its perfection
transfixed on the little ripples and rivulets
splishing, splashing and weaving
clouds did gather above, the rain began to fall,
I sunk to my knees unawares I was bleeding
vision blurred with tears,
head swollen and aching from the cold,
I awoke this morning with no aim, but a destination,
and down this valley lane I strolled
I can no longer cook for myself, nor wash
and my hair has all but gone
some days it's as if nothing's happened
and others I know not my name nor where I'm from
my wife is long dead, my only grandchild, waits
ah, greed was always a perpetual enchanter -
alas none of this matters when you hear
"I'm sorry to say, sir, it is terminal pancreatic cancer."
And now gazing across the dewy grass
to the opposite side of the lake,
I reminisce the good times, the simple highlights
of this beautiful life Death will eventually take,
stone-cold realisation setting in for the last time
that soon I'll be gone, I know by the blood
tick tock Death, please don't be late,
I'm ready to be reunited with my Love.
Please do not think this is me, I'm trying to raise awareness of cancer and Alzheimer's