My Death Poem by joe foster

Tiresome as I say goodbye,
one last breath as I begin to die.
So young,
so loving,
angry, yet so soft.
I'm ready to go,
so slow,
as I go to sleep.
One last dream,
happiness,
so serene,
they miss me but it was my time,
looking down smiling,
watching my family shine.
Theirs no tears,
a feeling so divine,
for which I continue on.
the final chapter,
as I live on.
A new world,
The final chapter,
living happily forever after.