I Think It Is Not Hard To Die Poem by Patti Masterman

I think it is not hard to die,
With all the memories passing by
And all the loved ones gone before,
Through that often-opened door.

I think it is not hard to close
The eyes, and move more in the soul,
And cease to breathe, and know at last
That all the pain and worry's past.

I think it will be hard to miss
The friends embrace, and that dear kiss;
Our world of loving moments fled-
And will we know then we are dead?