We All Get To Go Home Poem by Ray Hansell

As I read the paper
It seems like everyday
Someone else that I know
I read about them passing away

Each time I read an obituary
It once again reminds me
How precious life really is
I think of my own mortality

Some deaths take us by surprise
While some others do not
That doesn't mean their living and dying
Was all for naught

It's just that some people
Are in bad health and sick
As the clock of life for them
Each day loses another tick

No matter who they are
All will be missed
Hopefully they were able
To live the life they wished

Some will die disappointed
Some will die all alone
The only common denominator
Is in the end we all go home


1-3-09/RJH