.Last Words.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Written by a man with only a short time left.

Submitted: July 13, 2010

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I spent a little time yesterday
Thinking about myself and my life
And I came to realise that my time
Has almost come and gone
 
Don’t cry for me my dear
For I’m not quite finished here yet
I have enough time to tell you my will
These words you will never forget
 
I need more sleep than I used to
My joints don’t move like they did
My face is looking more than just tired
I’m a little older than I care to admit
 
Just writing these words is exhausting
My path a thousand times walked
I’ve seen enough to fill volumes of books
I’ve made more than a few people talk
 
You’ll never be without me
I’ll be in the very air you breathe
The smile on your children’s faces
The rustle of wind in the trees


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