Don’t wait till I’m gone to show your support
Don’t wait for the quiet to write your report
Don’t save your love for a speech at my grave
Give me your presence now
While I’m trying to stay brave
Don’t wait for the moment when I can’t respond
When my voice is a memory and my body is gone
Don’t wait for the guilt to come knocking at night
Wishing you’d stood with me when I needed your light
I’m here in the struggle
I’m here in the storm
I’m here trying daily just to feel warm
I’m here in the questions
The doubt
And the fear
Don’t wait for the loss to finally draw near
Don’t wait till the tears fall to honor my name
Don’t wait till regret starts burning with blame
Don’t wait for the funeral to say I was strong
Tell me today
While I’m still holding on
Give me your courage
Your voice
Your embrace
Give me your truth
While I’m still in this place
Give me your laughter
Your time
Your belief
Support in the living is what brings me relief
Don’t wait till I’m ashes to say I meant something
Don’t wait till the silence to start your becoming
If you love me
Then show it
While I’m still alive
Help me feel seen
Help my spirit survive
Don’t wait for the world to say
Now it’s too late
Don’t wait for the moment when sorrow dictates
Stand with me loudly
Stand with me now
Support is a verb
Not a vow
So speak while I’m breathing
Reach out while I’m here
Let your kindness be present
Not saved for a year
Let your love be a practice
Not a final resort
Don’t wait till I’m gone to show your support
I need it now
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Author:
Anthony Hanible (
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Comments1
What is sad is that thats the truth. Everyone waits until your gone. Beautiful poem.
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