All these years I have lasted.
ephemeral seconds
fleeting minutes
transitory hours
temporary days
short months
brief years
From the beginning I was not meant to last.
Yet, sun up and sundown,
day in and day out,
year after year,
I lasted.
Now in these last years,
I wonder,
will my lasting have a lasting effect?
The day is coming
when I will trust my lasting
to the memory of others.
How long will I last?