When It's Time to Go
When it's time to go
I'm sure I'll be ready, then
I can rest in peace.
Quietness floats on
Airlessness qualities
Stillness, my breathing.
When all is said then,
Those people who are left here
May remember us
With kindness, their words
Tinged with tears, hearts still heavy
With loss, and yet - free.
Celebratory
Memories soaked with laughter,
Rich, joyous friendships.
Mirth replaces tears,
Smiles with my rememberance -
Some things so will last.
(Maljam/Mallard 16.4.05)
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