As I sat in the meadow.
I heard the robin sing.
I saw the willow tree swaying in the wind.
A slightly cloudy day.
My legacy………
A gentle and peaceful day.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
I could smell the flowers scent.
I could hear the children’s voices as they played.
My legacy………….
I used to take it all for granted.
Now, everything seemed so new.
Much better than before.
How could I haved missed so much before?
My legacy…………….
As I momentarily looked back.
I recalled that tragic day.
As I almost drew my last breath.
In that dark and empty room.
My legacy…………..
It is but a distant memory now.
Amazed at how close, I came to death that day.
Yet I always wondered,
Why was my life spared?
My legacy……………….
From that moment on
Every breath,
Every day,
Would have great meaning.
My legacy……………….
What would be my legacy?
How would they remember me?
A life of purpose.
“Good thoughts…….good words……….good deeds.”
My legacy……………………..
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Poem dedicated to Jamshid. Thank you for all your kindness. I wish you and your family great happiness and blessings.