~Before It's Too Late~

If the best of ourselves,
the dearest of our possessions,
are saved for a different or better day,
we thereby lend judgment that perhaps today,
even this moment now,is not worthy.

A crimson floor length gown hangs in a darkened closet.
It never graced her lithe body as she danced across the floor.

A fluted crystal goblet sits behind a wall of glass.
It’s cool rim never touched her lips as she drank
the bubbling champagne in a celebratory toast.

A diamond band in a black velvet box lies at the bottom of a drawer
It never circled her finger as a symbol of the love we shared.
I kept waiting for the perfect moment that will now never come.

An argument never reconciled created a rift that never closed.
Pride stood in the way of words that we never spoke.
Forgiveness never granted, now can only be hoped for.

I did not speak the words she needed to hear.
I never saw her eyes light with the assurance that she was loved.
I never showed her that she was worthy of all I had and more.

Many speak on her behalf, words she will never hear.
Expressions of sympathy, a sorrow she will never know
Many minds filled with regret, lessons of a life not fully lived.

Every day is worthy of the best we have to give.