Run

Run

A day will come when
I’ll be a photo on the table
A name on the account
Ashes in the urn
My love, will you be able
To carry on?

A day will come when
You will have lost
Only me, but when
I will have lost my life
Whose loss will then
Be greater?

A day will come when
The path I’ve walked on
That’s always led me
Only to you, will be gone
Where will your path
Lead you?

A day will come when
My thoughts, my feelings
My desires, my actions
Will lose their object
What will be your distractions
Without me?

A day will come when
After thinking only of you
I will have no thoughts left
Who will contest, my love
Your silly point of view
If not me?

A day will come when
You will have a life
But I won’t be in it
Such an unfair race
Neither of us can win it
Why do we run?

9 thoughts on “Run

  1. This is something that crosses our minds when we are at our age……..no answers but the questions keep coming back………very nicely captured

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