When the Sun Sets in the West

I’m grateful for the time that was given unto me,
For I know there will be a tomorrow
I’m glad others will live more days and continue
Knowing there’s no regret or sorrow.
 
And for this last day that I have left
I’d leave letters penned with my deepest thoughts
Not saying goodbye but rather live-
Live it like it’s your last for what life has brought
 
I’d give out hugs and long embraces
Filling familiar faces with genuine smiles and sighs
But I wouldn’t disclose my demise
I‘d carry the sweet images of joy from their eyes
 
I’d play my favorite tunes softly
While conversations kindle in undying embers
So that when I may be long gone
The connection will be warm when they remember
 
I won’t say so long or goodbye
Somehow leaving bits and traces of me with them
Enjoying everything life offered
When the sun sets in the west I alone will then take to pen
 
And my last verses would be enigmatic
Filled with secrets I may see before my time is here
Preparing for my journey to the other side
Knowing I tried my best at being honest and sincere