Saturday, June 20, 2020

WILL IT BE ENOUGH?


Spent are my yesterdays, wasted most in part,
Doing the little things that no memories bring.
Will a smile or a song be planted in their minds,
As they turn to musing, will they remember me?

A life is just a vapor, insignificant to but a few,
Living on in some hearts, even then, fading in time.
The things I claim as wasted, will they be seen the same,
By the loved ones in my life, these things so small to me?

A loving kiss, warm baked bread, a smile upon my face,
Will these little things be enough to make a memory?
No titles or claim to fame will be chiseled on my stone,
Just loving wife and mother, this my eulogy.

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