There will be a last time you will say, “I love you.”
There will be a last time you will hold her hand,
There will be a last time you will smile at him.
Their lives are our lives. Time we waste on ourselves is time we steal from them.
Make that phone call. Have that dinner. Visit.
Ae Fond Kiss by Robert Burns
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;
Ae fareweel, and then forever!
A Daughter of Eve by Christina Rossetti
A fool I was to sleep at noon,
And wake when night is chilly
Buried at Springs by James Schuyler
There is a hornet in the room
and one of us will have to go
Psalm 147: 1-6
1 Praise the Lord.
How good it is to sing praises to our God,
how pleasant and fitting to praise him!
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem;
he gathers the exiles of Israel.
3 He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
4 He determines the number of the stars
and calls them each by name.
5 Great is our Lord and mighty in power;
his understanding has no limit.
6 The Lord sustains the humble
but casts the wicked to the ground.