How Many More Years Poem by Ray Hansell

A coldness fills my room
As winter slowly arrives
I wonder if this year
Will be the year I won't survive

Will this be the last season
My eyes ever get to see
For, who knows comes tomorrow
It could be check out time for me

I don't want to sound morbid
I'm just trying to understand
How much more time I have
Here, upon God's beautiful land

It's not that I want to see the end
Of course I want to go on living
But I'm not sure just how much more
I have left in me for giving


11-9-18/RjH