There are so many times
when I see somebody that is old
I mean............very old
and the first thing I think of is............
''Can I give you a message
to take to my dad? ''
I have never had the nerve
to actually ask them.
But I want to.
Then, when they die......
I'm filled with regret.
I'm kicking myself
for missing the opportunity
to talk to my dad.
I've known many elderly people.
Most of them seem ready
to die and meet their maker.
Some of them even talk about it.
I choke on my words.
I try so hard to spit them out
but I can't.
I don't want to make them sad.
I don't want them to know
that I know they are going
to die soon.
I will send a message to heaven.
One day I will get the nerve
to ask somebody that knows
they will be there soon.
I'll ask them to ''look my dad up''
and ''Tell him I love him''.
Until then, I'll secretly wish
they could read my mind.
What an interesting idea, maybe God will slip the note for you, Mary, I hope so!
Mary, that's never even crossed my mind... but what a wonderful idea! Hope you get up the nerve someday. It really is a beautiful sentiment. Brian
Hi Mary, I love this poem. It is great and exactly the way I feel. Keep up the brilliant writing. All the best and keep those fingers moving. Lots of love....Becky!
Brought a tear to my eye Mary. Took me back to some~thing I asked my husband when we knew he was going to die. Big (10) . Lizzy.
Would gladly take such a message Mary -I'm about ready to go but I'm afraid I won't be going where your dad is TJ
Gee, there must be a P.O.Box somewhere that delivers that way surely. Clever poem Mary, it really is a thought! ! ! Love Ernestine XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very beautiful poem. It touched my heart.