Life's Measure

I die … without a fight … yet not conceding But gently, as the world around me ages Rescinding gift of health, each sense receding As life escapes me, in retreating stages Perhaps beyond this chapter lies conclusion Or if another chapter, maybe better Yet maybe, this is but a Grand Illusion If so, I’m glad we were deceived together When I am gone I hope you will remember That life became us and our time on earth I know that I will keep one thought forever That you became the measure of my worth