Bucket List

1. To behold your beauty once more.
To hear the sound of gentle laughter in your voice,
as I watch your lips
slowly curve into a smile.

To give these dying words
a fitting farewell,
Held prisoner all these years in my heart.
To release them to the wind, in your presence
And watch as they fly away
free at last, towards the clouds.

Chances are, I will cry.


Jersey girl by birth, sailor by marriage, wife & mother by grace.

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