When the last grain of sand finally falls,
through the cracks of the hourglass,
I hope it finds me grateful, content,
having lived a life that’s truly been mine.
With no regrets, I’ll cherish memories:
breaking rules, stealing smiles, and free.
I jumped the gun, fell deeply in love,
and watched sunrise, euphoric and above.
On rooftops, I danced with morning dew,
felt life’s pulse, and let my spirit renew.
My time’s been filled with laughter, tears,
and moments that dispel all fears.
When my hour’s up, I’ll greet death’s gentle keeper,
with cheer, and finally, eternal sleep’s whisper.
I’ll ask to haunt old libraries’ hallowed halls,
play with the clouds, and hear their gentle calls.
Till then, I live. I laugh, cry, smile,
at life’s beauty, and it’s worthwhile.
by TESSIE
© All rights reserved 2024
unbolt me 
Such energy, such joy, such delight in a life well-lived.
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You said it! 😀
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Beautiful.
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We quite agree, Dolly!
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That’s a beautiful way to live. Beautifully written, Tessie 😍👏
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Hear hear!
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As my grains run out I narrow down what is important and find it is not mentioned in this poem – the love of my life, my wife. I feel she is all that needs be left for me. Much else has already dropped away but I am grateful for each day we continue to be together.
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You’re right, Paddy. As I get older, I also find myself feeling more and more as you do.
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