Five days from today, My world goes astray. I have no idea what’s at play, When she comes out of that day. Fifty-fifty are what they say, Plus pain for weeks, what dismay. If I could change all but one thing, It would be to keep her life serene. But sadly for me, my life will change, I’ll wake up in state deranged. I won’t know if her voice will be heard, For once she comes out, there is no reverse. I hope for the best, But I plan for the worst; With fifty percent odds, I will leave it with G-d. Either way, we all have to die Even though we’re hoping to try The dreams in our heads, Rather than picking a coffin if it’s the end.
We spin, We dance, We are free: Intertwined, Embracing: Holding, loving One another For a lifetime — Inside my mind.