End Game

Mortality is setting in I feel it in my bones I feel it more in my heart and soul Real life losses are hammering the point home This is not a long game we play Time on earth devoured by work, obligations, and bills Simple joys enjoyed more Time with loved ones becomes more important than things Memories invade Straining to remember their voice The electricity of touch Pain mounts As those I wish to talk to most Have no voice left to offer me I long to look into eyes I can remember I reach out for hands no longer their No words of reassurance, encouragement, or comfort Emptiness fills their spot Enjoy The time With those you have When you have them