If I Go Before Farewell

If I Go Before Farewell I was the harvest of the black hooded Specter of Death Caught by surprise He stole my last breath His Scythe cut me down mechanically with dispassion My heart lost it's rhythm, my color became ashen As I was turning to dust,my eyes had gone blind Just another Marcher in the Parade of Mankind I raced in the sunlight as a golden child I sang and I laughed but mostly I smiled And then walked as a man with prowess and pride Only to wrinkle and gray and finally died And freed of my earthly bonds forever To live in the region, the region of Never The sun shall kiss these cheeks no more The river my companion as I rest on Wye Shore I leave without regret as I had a good run I did things my way, I beat my own drum The mysteries of life no longer in doubt Now I know what the the meaning of life is about. It's about friends and children and the woman I love It's about music and poetry and the good Lord above It took a lifetime to realize the best is simple and plain My woman's beautiful face and the smell after it rains Good food and wine the setting sun in the sky The laughter of your children and a new baby's cry The touch of her hand and the perfume of her hair The taste of her lips , her serene face while in prayer Her purity of Soul, the charity of Heart The soft touch of her hand and the depth of her smart All these pleasures in life along with the pain Will pass into Eternity as tears in the rain And to my friends I thank for sharing your time I loved you all, you were all sublime And now to the Ages is where I presently dwell This is my destination before bidding farewell