Last Day


How would you spend

Your very last day?

Would you talk with a friend?

But what would you say?


Maybe you'd call and say to your mother

That you appreciate, cherish, and totally love her.


Perhaps, you'd go and eat with your spouse

And hang on to all the mem'ries in your house.


It could be that you'd just read a good book

Find a café and sit down in a nook.


But, now, dear friend, I must ask why

You're reading this poem and not saying bye

My point here, as you prob'ly can tell

Is carpe diem, live life while it's well!

This poem is about: 
Our world
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