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Please, grant me
one more hour,
that I,
may put to rights
the unfinished;
clean all the cobwebs
from my cluttered shed.

Surely, you can spare
a mere fraction of life;
one twenty fourth
of this very day,
for this will allow me
to say sorry to my enemies,
re-direct my mail,
have amenities cut,
close the curtains
and sign my latest Will.

I will then lay,
I promise,
on a lily patterned carpet
in front of a cold fire.
Wait for the inevitable.

I have nothing
to bargain with,
nothing to offer in exchange.

But, please, what is
sixty minutes,
such very good friends?

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The following comments are for "A Plea to Delay Sudden Death"
by ograd77

There's no turning back Ian!
What indeed...but I would plead to turn back the clock and give me a new lifetime to get it right!

Reminds me of my favorite passage from Omar Khyam

The moving finger writes
And having writ moves on
Nor all your piety nor wit
shall lure it back to cancel half a line
Nor all your tears wash out a word of it!


( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: March 6, 2012 )

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