I wrote this to my older sister that just died a few days ago. This is rough draft that I'm sure I'll change or delete completely in a day or two. Out of six siblings altogether, she was my last one. Now I'm the only kne left. Strange feeling.
Too hard for me to say goodbye For all apparent reasons why Even though we all know it must be Each heart will someday stop the beat When the rhythm of life, and silence, finally meet . Yet I always seem so surprised To find that death is part of life Knowing that regret, will now haunt my every rhyme The specter called "if only", will inhabit every line. Wish I could arbitrate a deal to have gained a little time Just one more talk with Sissy, to ease my guilty mind. . And the sun now sets on my regrets I gamble on time and lose each bet Thinking I'll move on and yet, here I set . . . Wishing for one more time One more pun One more smile That will never come . If I could just recall the things you said that mattered to you most. Memories un memorized That now I'll never know Years of conversation when I didn't pay attention Times I should have said I love you And somehow failed to mention . Then when you tried to tell me you felt your time was drawing near Your selfish little brother pretended not to hear. Even when you did your best, and tried to let me know You'd made your peace and you were ready, and that for you . . . It was simply time to go
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