Poetry

 
the last sunrise

i sit and watch the sunrise

i know it will be my last
...
just time to reflex on my life

to dwell upon my past

the sound of childrens laughter

brings pleasure to my ears

how i wish i was a child again

to relive thoughs golden years

i think about what i have done

did i make the most of life

i raised two healthy boys

i married the perfect wife

i dont think i could moan

in fact i did ok

as i sit here and ponder

listening to children as they play

i dont feel sorry for myself

and if i could live my life again

i would not change a thing

i live it just the same

i sit up and have a look outside

to see a bird upon the wing

to see the trees so tall and green

i feel the warm sunshine of spring

its hard to say goodbye to life

so wish that i could stay

i hope the they send me angels

when they take me away

i hope thier is a heaven

where i can live pain free

open the doors im on my way

better save a place for me

thepoet