To My Sons

In the moment of a heartbeat
In the blinking of an eye
Before the clock's tick fades away
In silence I will lie.
Gone the smiling, dry the tear
Gone the thinking placed on page.
No more standing in your garden
Now that time collects its wage.
And as I lie before you still
With eyes and mind awake you stand
I hope for you that more I've left
Than simply footprints in the sand

~ Michael Bahm ~

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