Dying Poem by Ted L Glines

Dying
by Ted L Glines

You
who are young
never think about dying
unless
you are being dramatic
and we who are old
do not think of dying
as an enemy
the anvil of our years
has tempered and steeled
our youngness
we remember our
dramas
shouting and crying
thought we were dying
when it was only a
transit
to a different
place
for better or for worse
new memories
replacing old memories
(which were best?)
and those who are young
who cherish us
are cherished in return
as we move on
to this expected ending
a tombstone
which blissfully says
“I Love You
~but~
Do Not Disturb”