An Old Man with Regrets

Stop, look, live.

I see him sat there, on one of those large hospital beds that move into peoples homes, just before the end.

He is old, nearing one hundred (I can only hope) and speaking to his family and friends.

They are surrounding his bed, tears in their eyes as they know he is nearing the end. They listen as he speaks to them. “Don’t wish time away, please don’t re…