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Last supper

I should like,
I think,
to share a meal with those
closest to my heart.

Wine and song and laughter.
A table brimming
with warm affection.
Old acquaintance,
not forgotten—
love spoken in
shared remembrance.

Let my self
be lost
in simple joy
and rich gratitude.
Watching in a quiet moment
as souls enjoyed
their company.

Would I tell them
then
that they would never see
my eyes again?
Or simply raise my glass
and smile?

Comments

Awesome :)
Wow, that brought tears to my eyes. So fitting to how I feel tonight, thanks for sharing that. :)
Beautiful, dear friend.
Beautiful.