(I've come a long way for you.) (Are you ready to go?) So many things to do, so many accounts to settle, so much yet to say to my children . . . must we go now? (The forest whispers no sound.) (You've seen my signs; it's time to go.) Yes, we've known each other for a while now, haven't we? I comfort those you take away too quickly. They give me their last words, and I deliver them. I make them remembered. (And each time we meet, I tell you: Soon.) (Each time we meet: A counting clock.) I don't want to go! What will my kids eat? Who will guide them through life's narrow straits? And what if they don't remember? What if I fade away? (The universe takes care of your kids.) (Love will make them remember.) Let me have one last moment with them; let me pass down one more ring; let me soften my leaving; let me cuddle them. (Let them hold your hand.) (We shall have gone, but your departing voice will remain.) -- 英語文工作室 http://www.wretch.cc/blog/jsengstudio/ 個板 defenestrate --

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