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Thoughts of Dying

I must rid my mind of these thoughts Of dying, for life is much too precious To waste it thus, and still with aging Comes the sighing, Thoughts of giving up trying, Wondering when will it be enough? When one might merely drift away With a hearty farewell, No purposeful tomorrow, no wares to sell, No more places to go, things to see, Opening that door without the key Learning what life was meant to be. Written April 20, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 4/22/2022 2:16:00 AM

I imagine dying as a marvelous transition to a new, fresher, better, more amazing life!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 4/22/2022 7:07:00 AM

You are absolutely correct, in my humble opinion. So do I.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 4/20/2022 11:55:00 PM

Sorry to see you received bad news Milton, it can put you in a sombre mood that lingers. Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 4/21/2022 7:58:00 AM

That's so true, Tom. It'll probably take several days for me to process the latest developments, but I had realized the day would come a long time ago. I'm very much a realist. I'm struggling with how much to tell friends and family.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 4/20/2022 8:29:00 PM

Well, perhaps once in a while, for we are but human, these thoughts becloud our day. So, let us pray they go away... To Life! L'Chaim! Smiles, Gershon

L Milton Hankins
Date: 4/20/2022 9:34:00 PM

Thanks, gw, for your encouraging comment. I had some rather depressing news today, so it came out in this little poem. I'm still very much here, very much alive and kicking!