When Lilacs Bloom

When Lilacs Bloom


If Death does come it will be too soon.

“Wait! Until the lilacs bloom!

And those flowers in the vase beside the door

For whom I had not time enough, before.”


If Death does come it will be too fast

Opportunities all gone past

Like toddlers grown, or children gone,

Or laughter’s echo across the lawn


Catch it all.  Make it whole.

Search, run, from pole to pole.

Sand will sift through every grip.

Sing your song. Take your trip.

–PBR, 2021

 

 

 

 

Dedicated to the memory of CAPT Zsolt Stockinger, MC, USN