in my days left

 

these days and nights before me, many less

than those behind, i shall speak words of kindness

and affection, shall write words clearly defining

the beauty that mine eyes behold, the gentle

kisses of sunny day breezes and the waft of

petrichor as Nature cleanses in the rain

 

mine ears shall closely listen to the sounds of

dusk and dawning’s as the nocturnal critters chirp

and songbirds sing to my awakening while the

warm rays from the golden burning eye begins

to rise in the horizon soothingly kissing the flora

and fauna to awaken from sleep

 

my heart and my spirit shall inspire my voice

to speak of those things that are attuned to words

of human growth, that which is; filling empty bellies,

giving safe shelter for those without, mitigating

the illness and woes of so many and assuaging the

pain of their angst, dissuading the vileness of hate

 

shall open my arms to anyone wanting a warm

embrace and will share my nominal riches of

wealth with those in need and i shall chant and

sing verses of kindness and love to those who are

within my reach, to those who share in the same,

of heart and spirit