Reports Of My Death
I will most likely die
many years before you.
On some days that makes me sad.
This morning I leaned back
in my easy chair listening to
46 & finally becoming a Deadhead,
years after my high school classmates
wore tie-dyes and Birks.
This afternoon I thought about your life
after me. Who you might meet next.
What people will say.
“Oh he was a lot older so they both knew
this was coming. But they were happy
while it lasted.”
On some days I worry that you
might die before me.
That is infinitely sadder.
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1 May 2020