Bill Smith Poet I do not know?

At a Funeral

I can see myself at a funeral
And I can’t defend myself
I can hear the stories about me
As I watch my friends in stealth.

I could have been a better person
And I can’t change any past
I can see the truths around me
And I want to make them last

I want to see a tomorrow
And I can’t believe we’ll fail
I can see the history happening
And I feel a check in the mail.

I need to have been better
And I can’t cherish what is not
I can hear the past coming
And I love all not forgot

I can see myself in heaven
And I hear my mom and dad
I can know the world is waiting
Am I the one that saw the bad

I did see things I love
And I loved the things I saw
I can feel the love of everyone
And I write the scene I draw

I can be gone and not be here
And I miss the things going on
I can forget each day not remembered
But my love for you’s not gone

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Dorian Petersen Potter January 31, 2015 at 8:02 AM Excellent pen Bill! A really enjoyed your well written piece, my dear friend. Have a very nice weekend! :) Love and hugs! xxxx D. ^o^"