Last Wish
I sit atop a gravestone staring at the people,
All dressed up in black standing before me,
I look into their sullen faces,
Silent tears spill down their cheeks,
Why do you cry I ask?
They do not answer, only remain silent as tone.
I hop off the stone onto the cold wet earth,
Turn around and kneel before the stone to read,
I gasp in fear for what is written upon it,
No I cry it, cannot be, I’m not dead,
I'm alive, I'm alive I wail,
"Can't you see me" I holler,
Tears spill from my eyes,
I run right through them,
As if they were air.
"Please help me",
"Why do you weep" asks a voice,
I turn to see a figure clad in a dark robe,
"I know who you are, your death,
Are you here to take me to the great beyond?"
I ask awaiting a reply,
"Yes" he replies and nothing more,
"I have unfinished business" I cry,
"I never said goodbye to my parents",
"Are you sure, I can grant you this one last wish",
"Yes" I cry, "I can rest in peace knowing that".
I walk other to them and whisper into their ears,
"I love you mom and dad, goodbye"
They begin to cry,
But I see they weep not for me,
But the joy I will come to have,
"I leave this world in happiness,
As long as the memories last,
I will remain alive in their hearts".
Copyright © Robert Needles | Year Posted 2012
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