Words in the Wind

I lay in bed preparing
for the looming long chill
took my pen and tablet
and wrote my final will.

Eloquent it was and deep
all carved in earnest blood
in every line densely packed
meanings lurked within mud.

To my friends I gave back
true measure of affections
even more than I received
same to family connections.

My kids received my blessings
reaching out from the grave,
follow full score of progeny
fortune and purpose to save.

My love, kind and graced
with laughter as the sun,
got all that we have amassed;
besides her there was none.

“Stay alone only if you choose
for no one should find the fate
not to share and you may find
you’ve more than one soulmate.”

Satisfied with my words
my eyes turned to Elysian.
Reflecting on this wisdom,
softly ope’d for final vision.

I looked down to see
that all I had penned
were bread crumbs
blown away by wind.

Loss, chagrin, even shame
flew through me at this gaffe
yet at the end my parting gift
to all was a hearty laugh.