I feel a calm descending <br />As my soul prepares to rise <br />I feel the light within me <br />As I open up my eyes <br /> <br />Then looking down below me <br />I see the shell that once was mine <br />And know it won't be long now <br />Before I leave this point in time <br /> <br />I hope I have contributed <br />Towards my time on earth <br />That all my friends and loved ones <br />Will regard me with some worth <br /> <br />Our time is but a short one <br />In the greater scheme of things <br />And I will leave with no regrets <br />For where the Angels sing.<br /><br />Graham Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moving-on-6/
