My room has shadows dancing with light,

I sit and ponder night after night.

The clock is ticking softly but bold,

The end is near no need to be fright.

Once I was chasing sunsets with ease.

Dancing with roses just like the bees.

Now I’m ready fly with my soul,

facing the silence whenever I please.

I am fading like whispers on air,

lost in the echoes no one to care.

This chapter is closing faster than fast.

Getting old and grey, nothing to share.

I crossed mountain highs sometimes with roars,

watching the sunsets leaving the shores.

All the stories blinded my eyes.

Every story was merely folklore.

With each breath I’ll take, stories, untold.

Words from the heart are golden than gold.

There is nothing there, no open door.

You think of dying when you are old.

My life was rich, but lots of scars.

So much, I painted moonlight and stars.

Who will remember what I have done?

Whatever there is, it’s yours more than ours.

Living and dying are both part of life,

We shouldn’t fake it in sorrow or strife.

Every heartbeat is, beating for you;

my love is larger, larger than life.

If I die, I want, you to know,

You are the star of my daily show.

Every breath echoes my love for you.

Love is the reason, I told you so.

10/26/2024     Haloo