I Said Before I Die

I said before I die

I wish to spend an afternoon,

A day,

Watching, observing, and beholding,

From a hill,

The passage of clouds, after a storm,

Huge and white and immense in silent beauty.

For this would thrill my heart

And deeply satisfy my soul.

And later, a month or more, a year,

My friend gave me a book, a birthday gift,

A small book,

Every page with a photo

Of clouds within the sky.

He mocked me, yes,

He blessed me, yes,

He said of me how precious.

But, also, yes, I know

He would join me

If the day ever came.

For, yes, his soul

Would behold the clouds

Sitting silently next to me,

My words providing the amusement

Necessary to grant him the time

He would take to be with me,

My friend,

Rick

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