My Day Will Come

My day will come
I’ll fade away
Without your hearing
What I should say

I’ve lived my life
As it should be
A part for you
A part for me



And though I go
As I do chose
You have not lost
You do not lose

And I remain
As I would be
Free to embrace
my destiny



Which never was
Long life sought
When time instead
Experiences I bought

Existence may ease
Your pained heart
But if I only exist
We’re already apart



Let me remember
Me tall and strong
Long and lean
More right than wrong

And while I did
What income demand
It never was part
Of my life’s plan



Which began with love
and longing toll
To share with you
My secret soul

The joys I brought
The art I dreamed
The words I wrote
The inspiration beamed



Its what I created
And leave behind
That measures my life
Weathered and lined

Not how long
Spent on spinning rock
Nor how many times
I wound the clock



I chose to live
Short, racing pace
Panting, wheezing
I’ve run my race

And I’ve looked
Back at rising sun
Happy with what
I did and done



I’ve lived my life
As it should be
A part for you
A part for me

Now that you’ve heard
What I would say
My day has come
I’ll fade away

© Copyright 2016 Marty Vandermolen