Ten Thousand Days

 

I wish,
I wish for ten thousand days more
of blue skies and sunshine
and a breeze so gentle that
the heavy wind chimes barely move,
ringing out time softly
above the sound of water falling,
a gentle reminder
of days slipping by.

I lay like a cat
stretched out in the sun,
toes reaching for the edge of the pool
and feel the warmth of life
seep deep down into my bones.
With hands no longer recognizable as my own,
I grasp at the day,
not the years gone by,
just today.
Stay one minute longer with me
here in the sun.
Lengthen these ten thousand remaining days
by this one minute.