Post by Rhabuka on Nov 8, 2004 11:52:20 GMT -5
As written on a tattered sheet of parchment, stained with tears
Would I have acted any differently
If I had known
If I had thought
This was to be your last day?
Would I have scolded you
This morning
Every morning
About your untidy room?
Would I have been less distracted
By my thoughts
By my worries
Knowing this was my last chance to see you?
And now I try to remember
Did I say it
Those three words
On this your last day?
My love, please forgive me
My son, please forgive me
Would I be so lucky
To see you
To join you
If this were my last day?
(Dedicated to the memory of a former co-worker's son, who died tragically this weekend. Life is fragile - be sure to give your loved ones a hug.)
Would I have acted any differently
If I had known
If I had thought
This was to be your last day?
Would I have scolded you
This morning
Every morning
About your untidy room?
Would I have been less distracted
By my thoughts
By my worries
Knowing this was my last chance to see you?
And now I try to remember
Did I say it
Those three words
On this your last day?
My love, please forgive me
My son, please forgive me
Would I be so lucky
To see you
To join you
If this were my last day?
(Dedicated to the memory of a former co-worker's son, who died tragically this weekend. Life is fragile - be sure to give your loved ones a hug.)