Very Last Thought Poem by Edwina Reizer

What is the very last thought
that will cross my mind?
Drawing last breath, that thought
not anyone will find.

I'll take it with me
and let it inspire me
to keep me soaring high,
higher than the deep blue sky.

The thought alone is filled with love.
It will not break apart.
It will escape the body I leave behind
and seek a brand new start.

That thought will find its way
and travel to where you'll be
and when it finds its destination
that thought will become me.

The question in my last thought
will most probably be
whether or not you'll recognize
that the thought contains me?