Ripples

If tomorrow starts without me, what will I leave behind?

Echoes and memories,

Joys and sorrows,

Regrets and longings,

But I shall feel none of them.

If tomorrow starts without me, how will I be remembered?

A friend,

A brother,

A son,

A loss,

A face,

A waste,

A name,

A hero,

A mystery,

A villain,

A man.

To some I might be all,

To most I will be one.

And to the rest, I cannot guess,

Fate alone determines where the chips fall.

If tomorrow starts without me,

What will I leave behind?

What ripples to show the world of my passing.

Love

Hate

Sorrow

Joy

All these things and nothing.

Memories of me,

Oh, what will they be?

Those memories I leave behind me,

Fun

Loss

Anger

Laughter

The ripples I leave behind

Running circles in their mind

Thoughts about the ties that bind

Hoping one day to find

The courage to lament all left undone

If tomorrow starts without me.

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This poem was inspired by Kayleigh Fraser's" One of Us" unofficial challenge. That challenge has since closed, (read the conclusion article here) but it was such a fun prompt that I just had to do it again!

Thank you so much for running this fun challenge, Kayleigh!