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A Wish Unfulfilled

I came to your hospice, I came here to die I came for my family a final goodbye I broke that one promise, I most wanted to keep Alone on my mountain, no mourners to weep The doctors and nurses, they prod and they poke Their intentions most noble, my spirit on dope In the night, strangers faces call out my name And act like they know me new pawn in the game If I had that one wish still left unfulfilled I would walk to the rim of the Canyon so still At dawn I would jump with both arms open wide Saying: Thank you Dear Lord —for a wonderful ride (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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Date: 2/18/2018 8:10:00 PM
exactly right, the last thing i want is to die half alive amongst hospital sheets and docs , great write to freedom Kurt
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Date: 2/18/2018 7:56:00 PM
Wow, Kurt. What a most powerful poem about the nobility of dying in peace. It is so well written that I simply have to FAVE it. Love it.
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