I may not be able
to get the world
to listen to my heartbeats
so I may never know
the pleasure and pain
of greatness
but I can influence
my family
and I can continue to sing
and I can extend my hand
now and again
to neighbors
and beautify
the space around me
and perhaps the habit will be contagious
perhaps the impression will last
perhaps I am just a tiny wave’s ripple
never knowing
what the things I touch
turn into
I owe it to myself to attempt it
I owe it to myself to try
to give a little more than I am risking
between I love you and goodbye…