Happy

  Have you ever wondered what you will do when you realize the time of your death is drawing closer? Like you know when your time is up? Well, this is a poem I wrote of what most people will do. I hope you enjoy it.

HAPPY

Just as the clock ticks,
Seconds, minutes,
Hours, days,
Weeks, Years,
Tread cautiously.

Souls, hearts,
Lives, beings,
Fade,
All fading,
Slowly.

Aware,
Unaware,
Still fade.

Just a thought,
A clue,
A feeling,
A tiny fear,
All of Death.
Awakens the "good".

A step to rectify,
A step to forgive,
A step to bury,
A dangerous step to hope,
Love, happiness, rest and peace.

Dwelling in Fairy tales and daydreams
Smiling with caution,
Recalling blessed moments,
Flash of regrets,
Swayed away.

All to be happy,
To be free,
To be clean.
Pure plus Peaceful.
To settle the inner mind,
The inner voice,
The spirit within.

For the treasure above all....