If death should come quickly while in my sleep,
well then, I will not see the birth of day;
the loss of which will not cause me to weep,
good, bad, what’s gone is gone, be as it may.
If I should close my eyes and never wake,
I will not miss the dawn, or what it brings.
Not the fawn, the flower, ocean, or lake;
my spirit will not want of earthly things.
If curtain fall should catch my speech not done,
will you miss the words you’ve not heard me speak?
I will not miss the approval lost, or won,
play’s done; performance not up for critique.
But should I die not having known love’s bliss,
I will weep, though for nothing else but this.
Carmen Ruggero©2005
"I will not miss the approval lost, or won,
play’s done; performance not up for critique."
Reindeer
beyond excellent. . .hope you know. Happy New Year again (and again and again). No one deserves happiness more. Always, Pea
Aberjhani
Your poem is very fine indeed.
I like it a lot and I relate to it.
I LOVE the surprise ending.
Regis
Best wishes always
from
kay.
blessin's, the birds are waking up soon so I better catch some shut-eye (LOL)
cynth'ya
I will weep, though for nothing else but this"
Love Tinka
Peace,
Carolyn
I too hae thought like this, but you have the talent to write it out so beautifully bittersweet and gripping.Love the last lines. Brava!
ps love the art!
Love,
Eileen