This Death - A poem about leaving this life
A very simple yet effective piece, whilst using a play on words no-one can truly disagree that you do not die alone.
To me, my final breath will be the start of the final chapter in my life, and possibly the happiest day for me.
Life is like a four leafed clover,
Then you die and the pain is all over,
Is destiny sitting and waiting for death,
Everyone I know will miss my final breath.
- Anonymous

