What’s the very first thing that comes to your mind,
The moment when someone closer to you leaves this earth?
That day they spread their beautiful wings, and flew high.
Then the next day you feel it was just a dream that deeply hurts
What was the word you wanted to say that was left behind?
Was it the forgiveness from promises being broken or of you being unkind ?
Were they unsaid deserved praises or appreciations?
Or the words I love you that needed to be heard for so long.
What’s the very first thing you’ll do when you’re able to find
That these are just thoughts and you still have the time
To act, to express, to say what’s inside your heart
While touch can be felt,words can be heard,
When are you going to start?
Written by Marilou Eureka Bianzon Robey
Published Author of My Pen and Soul on Amazon
Book publisher McKinleyPublishingHun.Com
My Pen and Soul 