We think of death.

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As we get older...We think of death.
Not willingly but we do
We think of past loves,
past life
Wondering if we did our best.

As we get older we think of death
coming with the cold
the harshness
the finality
our last breath it will wrest.

As we get older We think of death
will it be swift
painful
slow
how
off the waves crest.

As we get older we think of death
creeping up on us
taking our loved ones
taking our pets
from the east or from the west.

As we get older
we think
of
death.
Welcomed rest.
Welcomed rest.