Precious

I realise now that I have never really appreciated life until the moment I was told that the end was quite near

I was angry, why me, I asked. So many things I still haven’t done. Anger at first and then came the fear

How do I tell my husband the terrible news,

 Then there’s my children, what words will I use?

How long have I got, the obvious question, the doctors can’s say, it’s the luck of the draw

What plans have I made that I won’t live to see ? I could have years left yet but I can’t be sure

Don’t look to the future, just think of today

Live my life to the full until it’s taken away

I’ve had a good life but would have liked to live longer, meet grandchildren that I will now never know

My memory will live on through my loved ones each day, for that I am grateful and the love that they show

I treasure every second of each passing day

 Like a fool, before now, I wished life away

When I was eighteen, I wanted to be twenty, when the children were babies, I wished they were walking

Then the days wasted arguing with my other half, both refusing to apologise, so for days we weren’t talking

All the days I have wasted, I now realise

How precious my life is through dying eyes