When I Arrive There I May Give The Best Smile Poem by RIC BASTASA

i will not wait for the flowers to wilt
before i go

for i may bring with me the dryness
of every leaf and flower

the sound of their cracks the sadness
of their deaths

when the flowers are in full bloom
when the butterflies are crazy about them

when the dew are still on the leaves
glistening from the light of the morning sun

perhaps i will go and henceforth
i shall bring with me all the good times

and when i arrive there i may give the best smile
the best story, the last hope.