The Experience
The car started to skid…
I was having a catch with my Dad;
I re-attended every birthday party
that I had ever had.
I relived my first kiss
and the night my virginity was lost;
I was driving that old red Mustang
remembering how much my first car did cost.
Shattered glass was everywhere…
I saw my first child being born
as the airbag smashed into my face
shooting out from the horn.
I attended every inning of the baseball game
during the no-hitter my son did throw;
In a matter of nanoseconds
I watched all my children grow.
I don’t think that I screamed -
I don’t remember hearing any shouts;
Just before the pain did reach my brain
my consciousness gave out.
I watched all of the good things
that occurred throughout my life;
reliving every love-making session
that I had with my wife.
My father and brother reached their hands out
saying, “You’ve got nothing here to fear”;
I attended both their funerals -
my cheeks stained from all the tears.
I hear the faint sound of beeping,
probably from some life support machines –
there’s the beeping and the hands stretched out
with me somewhere in between.
I saw my life flash before my eyes,
but feel there are more stories left to be told;
I am going to head back now to the beeping sound,
I’ll be back some day later when I am old.
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2011
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