A poem about gratitude...
Say you have a week before you embark
on an adventure to a distant frontier.
You will be gone for forty years without
communication with anyone here.
What would you say to the ones you love?
What would you want them to know...
About what they mean to you as a friend?
About how they've helped you grow?
Now say you're not going away.
Say I just want you to implore...
Why shouldn't you tell people these things now?
What are you waiting for?
--DW 4/09
No comments:
Post a Comment