Oh, how I wish that I would die,
With no ones that I love nearby,
But still to look them in the eye.
Oh, how I wish that I could die,
Without making my loved ones cry,
But still be remembered with a sigh.
Oh, how I wish that I should die,
Alone, with company, to say goodbye,
To trade a parting wish, and be not asked why?
Comments about this poem (To die. by R. C. Welford )
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