To You . . Once More All Over Again

In case I should not live another day I must tell you now before I forget Of the treasures you hold within you Have possession of in the many pages like these I must pass it all on before I forget Where I have lived to die and rebirth from I must tell you now before I forget The what of all I know lies in these pages Lies on the once virgin pages stained now by this pen The many pens to fall before it To strike my soul across the lines into forever I must show you before I forget Where to look and how to unlock the gates The many riddles captured within all these tales Every poem I have written is about someone I know Have known, never did, wanted to, wished to and I did, I do I must apologise to you before I forget All that I have placed before you on the page Is true and shall ever hold true despite my ending The learning’s are good guide posts, way-markers many I am all that I wrote have written will write this night To know me as you learn of life, find my past Seeking my life as I have lived it and all of me shall be Plain to your eyes that see as deeply as mine I must tell you now before I forget Coffee would have been nice No, it would have been wonderful I must apologise to you before I forget