I lay here..darkness..
Then I hear the dirt being moved off
above…
It opened as people cried, and then Flash..
I was in a car being driven too..
A funeral parlor..

Flash, I was in a hospital bed, feeling tired..
Old..sick..wondering when I got there
Flash, it was ten years earlier, I was laughing
talking about how we change..Flash

I was 40 and going to work ..another day ..
Another.. Flash
I was 28, just married my wife laughing I had
cake on my chin..Flash

I was sitting in class, listening to the history
drone on about some event or other..Flash
I was 7 being taken to my first day in school..
my lunch box had a double decker bus on it.
Flash..

I was 3 running to the Christmas tree..
I loved Christmas.. so many wrapped presents..
Flash..

I was 6 months old looking out of the crib..
everything so bright.. strange.. new Flash..
I was in a warm wet place, sounds so strange..
Flash…

Darkness.. as I hear dirt being moved off above..

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe