Must I give you my reason to live?
Or may I sit in solitude and silent desperation?
Must I write my eulogy?
Or may I whisper sweet rhyme and poetry?
Must I live with my fear of dying?
Or may I drown my fear with laughter?
Must I take these steps alone?
Or may I walk with you on this uncertain path?
Yes, I may laugh until I break into tears
Yes, I may reach out my hand until there's no one there
Yes, I may hide behind my nonsense and whimsy
But never forgeting my journey to this moment
So, I shall tell you my reason to live,
and I shall choose how to express my life when I am gone.
I will live with my fear as it blankets me;
knowing, that in my journey my feet may faulter
And, my steps will be mine...alone
~Cathie Cardwell~
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2 comments:
I'm crying now...thanks Mom!! That was beautiful!! You're so poetic..I definitely did not get that from you! I love you and hope you have a great day!!
You are so brave and strong, Mom. I admire that in you. When you close your eyes and take a deep breath...think of all those who love you. My mommy you'll always be...
Love, Tiffany
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