It seems my time upon this always-fragile earth
is coming to its' pre-destined ending
my familys' lifeline slowly fading away
from among the countless lines that run throughout this world.
With the passing of each family member
my ending time creeps ever-ever closer
my goodbyes said gives me cause to wonder
who will be there to express their sorrow?
with the same manner of sadness at my passing.
When someone passes, it creates countless memories
good and bad, happy and sad
all part of the ones we have said goodbye too.
Will I too leave such things as these memories?
for those left behind to remember me by.