My Last Day...

by Shannon Barclay Adams
(Morgan Hill,Calif. U.S.A.)

If I should die, before I wake.
Id live each moment, like it was
the last breath Id take.

If today was my last day,
and tomorrow was to late.
I'd spend less time
contemplating if this was
destiny, or fate.

I'd put everything aside,
leave behind my fears,
and especially my pride.
All the things, in my past.
Id leave them there,
if it were my last.

If today was my last day
I'd tell you all the little
things I forgot to say.
I'd give back every single
dime, If I could just
rewind the hands of time.

Always looking for
and beyond.
Taking for granted,
you'd never be gone.

Id fall to my knee's.
"Dear God, please,
give me this last request.
To hold my boy's
close to my chest."

Will they know my name
in this new place? Will
they call me Mommy,
if they saw my face?

My heart just aches,
in utter sorrow.
Knowing I have to endure
another tomorrow.

I can only pray,
they hear my cry;
"My Shanie, and my Tyty,
Mommy loves you. Good bye."

Forever Mommy
Shannon Barclay Adams

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