Now I have had a thousand dreams
And planned at least a hundred schemes
I’ve wished perhaps five hundred more
Before I close life’s final door.
I’ve tried so hard to not pretend
That I know how my days will end
Ere I have had the time to leave
Instructions as to how you grieve.
Remember me please, If you do
But only of my love for you
I can not ask for some thing more
Except, my dear, just one encore !
What madness has pursued us here
Instilling each one’s greatest fear
Of life and limb or illness known
That by the air is being sown ?
What must we do to save our world
From all this grief that has been hurled ?
If there were something I could give
That helped you heal and made you live
I’m sure you know I would have tried
With all my power from deep inside.
For I am far too old you see
And have half filled my destiny
Your turn was next, without a doubt
Why did I fail and had no clout ?
I am sorry, you had to lose
No other exit one could choose
I’m trying hard, I can’t forget
Now left in tears with deep regret !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 