If I die before I wake, <br />And the sun is yet to break, <br />Please hold my hand as you once did <br />And vow the love you so long hid. <br /> <br />There is no time for fear or tears, <br />But such things come amid these years, <br />And they came to my eyes slowly, <br />So grasp me, love, and do so wholly. <br /> <br />In this embrace I feel your grace, <br />A thousand words upon your face, <br />But please don’t cry upon my chest <br />As death comes now to bring me rest.<br /><br />Matthew Thomas Donovan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-live-and-we-die/
