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The Last Time

If you knew it was the last time,
Would you want to know?
If you knew it was the last time
Before you watched her go?

 If you knew it was the last time,
Would you laugh as loud?
Would you dance as hard
Under that heavy cloud?

If you knew it was the last time
You'd see her face to face,
Would you drink in her smile,
Her beauty and her grace?

Would those joyful eyes be met with tears
If you knew what you know now?
Would you dare to dream with her?
If so, how could you? How?

If you knew it was the last time,
Would you have waved with hope,
Or would you still be standing there,
Not knowing how to cope?

If you knew it were the last time,
Would you hold on to every breath,
Grieving every moment
That came before her death?

If you knew it were the last time
You would ever meet,
Would you enjoy the time you had?
Would it be quite as sweet?

If you knew it was the last time,
Are there things you would have said,
Or would you stand paralyzed
By this awful dread?

If you knew it was the last time,
You wouldn't want to know.
For now you remember only
Her joy and youthful glow.

~For Katie


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