When I Die

Someday I will most certainly die

I hope today is not my day to bid you goodbye

If it is, then I am—I am ready to meet the sprit in the sky

Who can know when the time is to be, I cannot say

Hopefully I will be in a ripe old age with a book on a page that reads

"Everything will be okay"

Or to sacrifice my being for the life of another is a gift I can present

I would die for a chance to let you live and anything else I can give

All I ask of you is to please not lament

What if tragedy were to occur

I would prefer to survive long enough to kiss you goodbye

The fade away to a blur

Never could I foresee suicide as a means to an end

Then again—I never said

Is there such a thing as heaven or hell?

I cannot confirm nor deny

Never been, never seen

All I know is when I die bury me and plant a tree

So I can still feel a cool summer breeze