If we had known
That this was the last time that
We would see each other
What would we have done differently?
Would we have embraced for longer?
Held each other more tightly?
Spoken more heartfelt words?
Expressed deeper feelings?
Let each time you part
Feel like the last time.
Hold unreservedly. Love deeply.
For one day it will be.
Reflections on life in Poetry and Prose. 