Status Updates From Poems That Make Grown Women...

When it is over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.

I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.

I don't want to end up simply having visited the world.
Mary Oliver "When Death Comes"

A lively understandable spirit
Once entertained you.
It will come again.
Be still.
Wait.
"The Lost Son" Roethke

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
W. H. Auden "Funeral Blues"

Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minutes there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
T. S. Eliot "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"

...
(But where is what I started for, so long ago?
And why is it yet unfound?)
Walt Whitman, "Facing West from California's Shores"