When I Die
When I die,
I want to let go
and float away
as serenely
and gracefully
as the falling
leaves in autumn,
uncomplaining
yet curious,
surrendering
to the eternal
circle of life.
untangling the web
poetry about and photography of everyday happenings and sights
untangling the web 
November 5, 2024 at 5:52 pm
your poem reminds me of a comment by a woman at my church MANY years ago. she said, “Iām just trying to keep it together until I get home.ā a worthy goal, indeed. (she was bald from chemo and made the comment after church one sunday.
blessings, a
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November 19, 2024 at 12:59 pm
Me, too, Betty. š
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