Life is too Short… for Grandma Jensen – November 2014

I sit and ponder all these thoughts.

They keep running through my brain.

No matter how hard I try,

I cannot feel the pain.

 

I ask myself, “What’s wrong with you?”

“Where are all your tears?”

No matter how hard I try,

I cannot stop the gears.

 

They turn and turn and turn again.

Why oh why won’t they stop?

I need a moment of reprieve.

Maybe I ask a lot.

 

Life’s too short to think like this.

It will keep passing me by.

The moments, the seconds, they go too fast.

Now it’s time to say goodbye.

 

I can’t. I won’t. That time has passed.

Instead, I ask you to breathe.

Breathe in the life you’ve been given now,

and save a place for me.

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