In this lifetime

In this lifetime

There is so much I want to do.

I get nervous

That I won’t be able to.

I’ve never told this to anyone

But I have this sense

That I’ll die before I’m old.

That I won’t be at rest.

Trust me,

In my heart

I don’t believe it either.

But it’s there.

Maybe as fear

Maybe as care.

Longing,

Hoping-

To have the time

For all of it

And more.

I love what I have

There is so much

I am grateful for

I really love living

So death

Saddens me

To the core.