Rev. 7: 17 "For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes."
Maybe one day…
Maybe one day
after I’m gone
they’ll remember I lived,
I breathed
I came
And I went.
Maybe one day
I’ll be more
than a passing thought
a gleam
in their eye
that’s no more
Maybe one day
they’ll think
of me
as if to see
that I’ll never be
No more.
Maybe one day
will come
when they realize
they missed
the chance
I’m no more.
3 comments:
Oh, heck, Joni, a LOT of us will remember you. Chin up! Spit spot! :)
*HUGS!* <3
I know, I know. <3
I have to allow for 'down time' lest you all think I'm smokin' something. ;) I wish I was but...I'm not.
Maybe after the doctor appt. is over, my chin can return to its previous position. ;)
Isn't that why we write? To be remembered? To leave our mark on the world? It is for me, at least. Have you ever read the first post on my blog Living Fossil Images? That's what i was talking about there. Have a great day, Joni?
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