When I Am Done

When I am done, will you have known me?
Seen inside the empty spaces, overseen remembered embraces, known my fear’s personal faces?

When I am done, will you have heard me?
Bright joy over small things, know when my laughter rings, which songs I often quietly sing?

When I am done, will you have seen me?
The ‘me’ I see, the me I aim to be, the me that only others see?

When I am done, will you have felt me?
Shared finger touches on baby skin, trace my face where wrinkles set in, warmth of my body as the days begin?

When I am done, what will I be – to thee, and thee and thee?

~SMK
Inspiration – the passing of a co-worker today, the loss of a quality person.

5 thoughts on “When I Am Done

  1. It is reassuring to read these words ~ I’m not afraid of what lies ahead (aging parents, friends and eventually myself). The question seems simple, being the best person I can, even when I clearly fail at such attempts, is the goal ~ the answer to your final, perfect line “When I am done, what will I be – to thee, and thee and thee?”

    Beautiful. Wishing you a great Autumn ahead.

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