Death and All His Friends

I'm just curious,

do you ever think of your death?

It's not often that I do,

I rarely ever think of my own death,

but it has crossed my mind.

A line in a song hit me the other day,

holdin her hand as the good lord called her up,

I thought of my death.

And I thought to myself,

I wonder who will hold my hand?

Will it be my husband?

Will it be one of my children?

Will it be a stranger?

Will someone even be there to hold my hand as I take my last breaths?

Regardless of whether or not I think of it,

it is going to happen.

One day,

I am going to die.

Just as we all will.

Just as other events in our lives are calendared,

our death will become just that.

A date.

A milestone.

Another event to pass through in this life.

And just as I sometimes think of what it will be like the day I bring a child into the world

or the day I get married to my husband,

I can't help but just wonder,

wonder what the event of death will be like?

I do hope that it's peaceful,

don't we all?

as i pass from this life to the next.

At least I know I'll be met by good company.