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Another poem.
When my time comes
No matter how soon
Will my existence have made an impact?
A difference?
Will my actions today
Make you say, “Good Riddance.”
Or will tears of grieve accompany my departure from this earth?
When my time comes
Will I look back and think
“I wish I’d….”
Will my life had been filled with incomplete actions and words?
Would I have lives every day to the fullest?
Joyously; without reservation
With complete abandon
When my time comes
Would I have shown the ones that I love
The depth of my feelings?
My adoration?
Starting today
Every day will be an opportunity to say
“I love you”.
Starting today
To everyone who has wronged me
“I forgive you”.
Starting today
To everyone who has shown me an ounce of kindness
“Thank you”.
Starting today
My life is an example of a life truly lived
Not merely an existence
Starting today
Every breathe is a gift
And when my time comes
My last breath will be complemented by a smile.
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