The legacy

from ‘The Book of Bloom and Fading’

 

The word unsaid

the song unsung

the work undone.

 

Should I leave you

to my rightful heirs?

 

Should I

take you with me

on my way

to the red dying sun?

Author's Note

Are you sure tomorrow will come?

Reviews

[J. J. Nightingale]

NOTHING IS FOR SURE .. EACH BREATH A GIFT .. EACH DREAM A HOPE ..

I LOVE YOUR MOST BEAUTIFUL WORDS ..

JASMINE ..

[...]

. true that ... we can never be sure ...
. beautifully said ...

[emmajoy]

Someone said very similar words to her parents way back, but, of course, not in such remarkably moving words.

[Wendy Seames Garner]

Your thoughts mirror my own, thank you for writing it all down in your wonderful poem, Igor. I know from experience that life can be cut short. I no longer put things off, for the future is just too uncertain.