Delicious Ambiguity.

“I always wanted a happy ending… Now I’ve learned that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment, and making the best of it without knowing what will happen next. Delicious ambiguity.”

-Gilda Radner

The end comes soon.

Perhaps.

Perhaps not.

It has felt close before.

Yesterday was a good day.

It seemed normal.

Walking.

Talking.

Laughing.

Playing.

Visiting.

Today has not been good.

Last night there were quiet smiles.

This morning only sleep.

No eating.

No drinking.

Only sleep.

Words are spoken.

Are they heard?

Morning becomes day.

Words are spoken.

Songs sung quietly.

Continuous holding,

Caressing.

Gentle kisses.