as I cross over the threshold of eternity . . .
I will savor the majestic beauty I’ve seen . . .
on the mornings, I rose from nights of slumber . . .
And give grateful prayers . . .
I will bury the lies that came to tempt me . . .
my laughter will quake jovially . . .
because on this day . . .
I lived my days as l lived . . .
no tears of pain will I cry . . .
there will be no regrets to eulogize . . .
no promises made to be broken . . .
no dreams to chase that won’t be found . . .
no passionate love is lost, for it lives on . . .
no more breaths, I’ve taken my last . . .
and exhaled my spirit into the atmosphere . . .
remember the smiles I shared . . .
my metaphysical thoughts and quandaries . . .
laugh at the memory of my corny off-color jokes . . .
remember my heart full of passion, . . .
hoping on hope and the belief in humanity
©Kimberly Wilhelmina Floria