Margi Spurgeon Poet Narrative

End of Life - 2012

Senior citizen wakes up
Looks in the mirror
What's happened here?

Time has caught up
The end could be near
Nothing to calm the pending fear

So much left to do
A feeling of dread
So much left unsaid

Must be a dream
This can't be right
Visions of Heaven's eternal light

Here the children
Their beautiful laughter
Wonder what comes after

Memories of life come rushing back
Like a sideshow; a play
Wishing for one more day

Too bad the young don't know
It's all fun; They don't care
Life happens; not always fair

Twilight is here; No more time
Fading out like the setting sun
No matter our plans, our life is done

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Paul Schneiter April 20, 2015 at 9:50 PM Margi, this poem is deeply thought-provoking. That's remarkable, because you use simple, straightforward language to present your message. Thank you for sharing this emotionally powerful poem. Margi Spurgeon April 21, 2015 at 12:15 AM Thank you so much Paul for your comment. I really appreciate it. Sometimes it's hard to describe what is in my mind, but you figured it out.