* Tigers! ... A Deep Part of My Soul *

6.12.12

The Whisper...


The Whisper...



Sitting comfortably in my armchair
beside my beloved man
sawing quietly a pillow case.

Then a sudden thought enters my mind:

what if Death whispered in your ear

“Tonight is your last Night”

what would you do then?

The answer was instant, clear and without hesitation:

“Pretty much continuing as i am doing now
except perhaps with a mild feeling of apprehension
and a lot of keen anticipation...”


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