Today pressed upon me an urgency
An urgency nothing like my normal busyness
that by its very nature breeds complacency.
What if...what if...
What if you do not have tomorrow?
I tried to quiet the growing pressure,
I know I am not promised it, I whispered
to no one in particular
but the more I tried to disperse the urgency
the stronger it got.
In my ears, my heart, my throat
So real that the traffic
no longer surged around me
the plans for dinner dissolved.
So real that tomorrow faded into
its proper perspective.
Life is given merely minute by minute
anxiously I prayed to be granted
at least enough time to voice
the I love you’s that should never
have gone unspoken, and if given that-
then at least once more
to gaze into your eyes
and memorize your laughter.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I die before I wake…