When I Drift Off Poem by Randy McClave

When I drift off
It will be like a cough,
To be expelled in the air
No longer will I be there.
You of course will hear the noise
With me being poise,
And all that you can say or do
Is to utter, "God bless you".
Like a cough I will be gone
But, you can still remember on,
There will be no phlegm
And no-one to accuse or condemn.
Before my life I expel
It's destination only God can tell,
First there will be a deep breath
Then will come death
There will be only just one issue
It will be you and not me needing a tissue,
On that day I will be off
Just like a stubborn cough.

Randy L. McClave