as my life ebbs away.
I wonder how I will feel,
when it becomes my day?
Will I be filled with remorse,
for things I never did?
Will I experience regret,
for things I never said?
Will I be filled with anger,
for things I didn’t do?
Because the time just slipped
away, before I even knew.
Will I think about you,
as I’m taking my last breath?
Will you even be there,
as I walk towards my death?
© Dying days 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Sun Dial (Photo credit: Khirol Amir)