Before You Hit the Ground- Poem

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                                        There's a moment, a dark, fading moment,

                                        When you feel yourself slipping away

                                        And as it all fades before your eyes

                                  There are only a few, sweet things on your mind


                                Of a mother who once swaddled you in her arms

                                And rocked you back and forth, back and forth

                                        And kissed your darling forehead

                                        Until the sleep came peacefully


                                                Of a lullaby you'd never get to sing

                                                Notes on a page that were left unheard

                                                The thrill of music that was killed

                                                        By a short, deadly silence


                                                        Of those dirty dishes left in the sink

                                                        You'd never get to wash clean

                                                That forever stay in their grime and filth

                                                And you'd never get to wash them clean


                                        Of a girl who once gave you faith

                                        And gave you laughter and life

                                                Who believed in you

                                  Even when you didn't believe in yourself


                                               Of a pair of lips left untouched

                                                Or eyes that twinkled like the stars

                                                A pair of strong, warm arms

                                         That just couldn't catch you this time


                                                You think of how sad it is

                                        Never seeing these things again

                                And your heart feels an unbearable release-

                                         -And then you hit the ground....

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