March 26, 2024 – I attended my friend’s online Celebration Service last night – Roger Blackburn. I thought about the Last Time we talked, texted, and communicated with each other. His last words texted to me, “Love y’all!” From that moment 20 days ago until today. It’s opened my thoughts to all those last goodbyes of life and some that need to say a fresh Hello! Hence my thought: The Last Time
It’s getting late, and indeed, past time to leave.
The clock ticks down to the last few moments.
You dread the last goodbye. Everything said?
It may never be again. It’s possibly the last visitation.
Someone disappeared from my life.
I haunt the memory channels.
Why? When? What did I do?
We never talked about it. Now, what do I do?
Roiling in my mind are all the last goodbyes.
Some bedside, others on the phone,
And too often, too much is left unsaid.
Good? Maybe. Time will tell.
It’s getting harder to let those loose pieces lie.
Untouched. Not heard from. Someone knows.
Just not me. Scratch my head. Reminds me of Dad.
My last goodbye word was singing with him,
“This world is not my home… I’m just a passin’ through!”
Maybe that’s when we finally remember.
No. It’s not coming. I still don’t know the answer.
It’s not a glancing blow. Someone else is gone.
On different thoughts of life…
One younger, the other barely older.
One is related, and the other, you have to know.
He came from a different home, but we felt like brothers.
The morning sun brings the two moments together
On the one hand, I can do nothing, but on the other?
Maybe it’s time to bridge that gap.
Youth is fleeting. Age is approaching.
I want to do something before…you know.
It may soon be the Last Time.
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