Sunday, January 30, 2005

POEM: If When I Die

If when I die, this is all there is to life,
Know that you gave me faith to remember
That this world is both June and December;
Proffering beauty in a time of strife.

If when I die, this is all there is to life,
Accept the warmth found in friendship's glory;
This dream which sounds like a child's story
Becomes song and rhythm of my delight.

If when I die, this is all there is to life
Believe that I would choose this way again:
For life’s flavor is sweeter with a friend,
And love cuts away the self, like a knife.

When speech fails, heart will always make it known,
When I touch others, through you, love is sown.

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