Life is Short

Life is slipping..

time, too, just as fast..

I was just playing tag with my neighborhood friends not so long ago..

Running around and falling on the dirt road, climbing trees and not caring about tomorrow..

My Father used to go on a trip out of town and he'd come home once a week..

I'd miss him every time..

And every time he'd come home, I'd greet him with a smile.

he'd pick me up and carry me in his arms..

He was so strong..

He'd never grow old..

Then I caught a glimpse of my self in the mirror

All of a sudden I'm 25!

And then..

I caught a glimpse of my father..

Gone was youth and strength he once had..

In his eyes I see exhaustion and fear..

Father, let me carry your burden for you, i wanted to tell him..

But...

We never really used to talk that much..

So I kept quiet..

I have not really looked at him for quite a long time..

I mean I did..

But I never really saw him..

I have just recently noticed the grey streaks of hair and fine wrinkles at the corner of his eyes..

Can I hug you?

When was the last time I hugged you?

I want to tell you I love you..

I want to help you..

We never really used to talk that much..

So I kept quiet..

And we let time slip by..

Always thinking we have more..

There's always tomorrow..

But what has become of my youth?

What's become of us..

And what about you?

How long must we wait to make that move?

To hug our loved ones?

Tomorrow?

It may never come.

Or it may, but our loved ones may not be there when it does.

So take that step..

Raise your hand and reach out..

Life is short, you say?

That's an understatement..

Life is over before you know it..

I'm not one for making hasty decisions that could ruin your life..

But don't be too scared that you miss out on it either.

Live now. Love now.