Today I thought about my death <br />What would I say with my very last breath? <br />Who would be there to watch me pass on? <br />Who would pray for me when I had gone? <br />Would people smile at the thought of me? <br />Would I leave behind a good memory? <br />Who would be crying as they placed me in the dirt? <br /> How many people would I leave behind hurt? <br />Who knows the moment of when it will be, <br />Who knows if today is the last day I’ll see. <br />Each second of life is one second closer <br />to that second before my life’s final closure. <br />Make each moment count as though it were your last, <br />Some moments will seem slow, but will be gone so fast. <br />Nothing is guaranteed in this life on earth, <br />Each morning has been gift, since the gift of your birth. <br />The night may seem so close, but who knows if you will greet it. <br />For tonight death may be waiting and now your turn to meet it. <br />Yes today I thought about my death, <br />Could today be the day of my very last breath?<br /><br />Mary Murphy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/treat-every-moment-as-your-last/
