The Last Day Poem by Ngetich Kiptoo

If you knew your last day
Where would you spend it?
Would it be at the beach- breezing?
Or at the park, meditating

Will it be beside me, silently?
Thinking of what your life might have been
If I hadn’t chanced upon it

Maybe you would rather walk in the wild
Brooding
Complaining to yourself
Complaining of how your life has been
How it has been slow and eventless
How unappreciated you have been

For me I would rather have you beside me
Looking directly into your eyes
Feeling the flames within me
Hearing and feeling your heavy sigh
As it grazes me
As it inflames me
Allowing myself to be carried away
By your presence
Yes, wishing to have one more day
And still in love
Even if it is in vain