Literature
Disappear
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that one time,
All I had to worry about was
If the bubbles I had blown, were about to
Disappear.
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that one time,
I began to worry about the day that
My childhood would simply
Disappear.
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that some day,
When I'm sitting with my husband
In the old old house... my days will simply
Disappear.
And that day,
The day when my heartbeat is
Silenced...
The day when my breath
Truly gets taken away.
That's the day
When my worries, my concerns, my fears...
Will simply...
Disappear.