All Alone in a Crowd

Poetry and Thoughts of a “Child of the Sixties” Tristan-Paul J. Hand

One More Day

I wish,
I had one more day,
To say the things I feel.
One more day
To tell the truth,
One more hug,
One more smile,
One more “I love you.”
The years have gone by so quickly
But your leaving seems like a sunset ago.
So much left unsaid.
I’ve rehearsed what I would say
And wondered
If you’ve heard me,
Or read my thoughts
In your eternal rest.

Just one more day,
One more day.

February 7, 2010 Posted by | Age, Dare To Dream Readers, Death, Family, Poetry, Thoughts, Writings | Leave a Comment

   

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