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That moment, when you realize its time.
Time to eventually climb, those golden stairs.
Preparing your thoughts, your mind, body and soul, through the layers
Layers of fear, layers of all things that placed you onto your knees.
With all those memories of happiness you want to keep for eternity. 
Releasing, all these, to become something more worthy.
Possibly. 
My body might, become a tree.
My arms, that are branches will reach out each day to thee.
My leaves, will allow music to continue in which i can still sing.
My roots will be as strong as i am for my trunk to be sturdy for you to bring
Bring your children to play with mine, as they take a piece of bark with them of me each time.
Growing to be tall to protect and watch over the ones i love.
To even have you unintentionally looking straight up to heavens cove.
Sounds like a nice plan. 
But am i really a fan?
Id rather be able to go where my loved ones can.
And not be stuck in gods earthly land.
So, maybe my ashes could be thrown in the waters tide
The crashes collides, allowing my spirit to run free in the wild
Touching an hugging you as you wade to swim 
Feeling safe, as I hold you up above surface, while in the sun you grin
My calming nature proceeds to give you the meditation, in which you want and need.
Taking you away from all that could be, was or had been.
But then, i wouldnt want to watch those I love walk away and wait for another day to feel full.
Not only but, those that dont know its me, throw trash in my waters of silk, id become null.
I honestly, dont know. Its scary to think, this blows. 
Im unsure if theres an afterlife, when time comes will i be ready? 
Before i take flight, will my passed loved ones be there to hold my hand because i might be unsteady.
Will i be able to see my children fullfill their lives?
Protect them and let them know im still here when they call my name in strives?
Whether or not i can or what have you, my time is ticking.
My days, i have to make them memorable and, not speak of what ive been thinking
Its going to happen whether i want it to or not and, soon
Those stairs are waiting for me but, im here now under this beautiful moon
Tomorrow and each day, my love will be stronger then before
I will bring laughter to everyone that theyll feel it to their core
I will wipe away tears an, hug ever so tightly
Make sure that they know that their face lightens ever so brightly
My presence here, will change the lives of others thoughts, soul and mind
As i am preparing mine
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