Dying In The Midst Of Music Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking this baby into the night with an awesome and temping
attitude of life's wonder and curiosity as it's being lived
in and out of rhythms rocking me into depths of another night.

Living in the midst of music, knowing that I'll die happy when
the moment comes upon me, music being the very last thing I'll
ever hear before going to heavenly horizons at last forever.

No regrets at all, just peace and serenity of leaving this earth
in one last melodic rhythm, keeping mind focused in those last
moments of living and dying.