Maybe write each like it is your last. - 21st February 2026.


The Eleventh Hour.

Wish me just one day to stay;
I may not deserve the penance
My fair maid;
Perhaps my spend isn't great
Perhaps my gaze isn't straight.
Perhaps I can't live with the choices I've made.



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Written on 2026-02-21 at 01:23

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
There is great depth of thought in this poem I feel.
"Perhaps I can't live with the choices I've made." I rather feel you have no alternative but to do so in any circumstance I can think of.
I love the preface: One day it will be - at least in this dimension.
Blessings, Allen
2026-02-21