Thoughts On An Ending
I often wonder how death will begin
and will there be a warning sign to heed.
Will I feel something way down deep within
Is it the end, no matter what my creed
Of course, it could be just a sudden blow
No time to think or weigh the consequence
of how I lived my life, my deeds to tow
No time for words to come to my defense
Will there be lights or helping hands to see
the smiles of those we love long gone from earth
Or will light be a silent absentee
with only darkness left to judge my worth
No matter how it ends, the seeds are sown
I’m grateful for this life that I have known
11/9/17
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