What if you Knew
Would you get up early to view one final sunrise,
the reds and yellows all the more sweet with unlimited knowledge of limited time?
Would you look up at the sky,
deep blue expanse,
and wonder at the vastness of the universe?
Would you let the breeze caress your skin
and the sun burn warm on your face?
Would you eat the cinnamon roll and chocolate truffle
and savor the sticky sweetness on your tongue,
saliva drips in the corners of your lips,
coffee, bitter, creamy, hot, sweet--
have the sugar! Let your last day be
saturated with sweetness.
Would you be your best self?
Would you scream your secrets to the world?
To the one who holds them in his heart?
Would you search for one last kiss,
smell the scent of honeysuckle and lavender,
cuddle the dog,
pet the cat,
read the book,
watch re-runs of Friends,
watch the sun make dappled sun-shadows on the graveled ground?
Will you take your numbered days and
paint a paint-by-number landscape
of your life?
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2018