I didn’t leave…
Before I had a visit from my childhood friend
Before I was reminded that my mother was waiting up ahead
Before I told my sister I was going – like I promised that I would
Before I sang my favourite hymn as lustily as I could
Before I went for one last drive, the breeze ruffling my hair
Before I felt my first born’s kiss, in it, his love declared
Before I knew that all was well, because she reassured me
Before I gave my wife my thanks, whose care and love sustained me
Before you’ve had a chance to make amends
Before you’ve said ‘I love you’ to your family and friends
Before you know that unkind words are better left unsaid
Before you know that settled scores won’t matter in the end
Before you know that each of us was born to make a difference
However small, our actions tell the tale of our existence.
Remembering my father-in-law who passed from this life two years ago, this month.