I thought I’d have more time to hail another sunrise to share another sunset with my love to take joy in my offspring and watch their children grow
I thought I’d have more time to track another bear to face another elk to throw out another line and watch my grandson land the big one
I thought I’d have more time but I never thought of this of losing my strength not remembering my name lying still in a hospital bed
I can hear them talking now but cannot respond. Do they know how much I love them? Have I hugged and encouraged them enough? I don’t know for sure because I thought I’d have more time.