If I knew it was my last day...

If I knew it was my last day,

I’d love to laugh and give and pray.

It wouldn’t do to resent or regret,

For dreams unachieved and wishes unmet.

I’ll not just breathe; I’ll feel the air,

I’ll thank God; I’ll sing a prayer,

I’ll don my bright white dress, I’ll look my best.

I’ll call my closest ones and join the fest.

I’ll make a sketch of the birds that fly,

Of the rising sun in the purple sky.

I’ll smile, I’ll dance, I’ll cook heartily,

I’ll sing karaoke, I’ll plant a tree.

For the world I’ll update my last message,

“I lived my time and will soon be in a dry foliage.

Forgive me dearies, for I might have been unkind.

Cherish the memories that I, at last, leave behind.”

And when I lay alone in my fluffy bed,

With Mother’s picture on the spread,

I’ll kiss my pillow and say goodbye,

To watch the rising sun in the purple sky!

Copyright © 2012 Vaishali Jain

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