Peace At Last Poem by Kevin Eaglesfield

Suddenly the pain was gone,
He felt so young, his head was clear,
And gently floating in mid-air
Without surprise or any fear.

Serenely looking down he saw
Himself surrounded on a bed.
'We've lost him, doctor', a nurse sighed.
'That's it', he thought, 'I must be dead'.

'You haven't lost me at all, nurse',
'In fact, I think that I've lost you'.
'No more worries, hurt or stress',
'I'm glad at last my time was due'.

'I can't wait for a bit of rest',
'With those who left me years ago',
And as he spoke he drifted up
And on towards the peaceful glow.