Bittersweet

I think the moment

that I would like to repent

is the last hug I had with my

father

Not for the things I said

but for those not said

if I could I would hold him

a moment longer

Our time is so precious,

that we take for granted

the mortality of those we

love and cherish

That a hug from one

who is gone,

That we can no longer talk with

and no longer hear our words

that we love them

To let them know how much

this moment of this one last

hug means, because at that time

we don’t know, don’t know what that last hug means...