I will come. to you I the armor of an umbrella to share. (I'm my mania I thought you here) I will arrive very wet. the walk is probably about an hour, I will check high, then low,

so i have been distracted from reality of death again
now i hope finding my way among all adding few years more
how perilous and sad you say i sound
i am but a great admirer of life
mourning of its inevitable end
then i finally understand
and came to appreciate of death too
i realize we need life to feel that too
and to really know death is every bodies' doom
we have no choice but to rejoice of this finite gift
and see to it that we lived it all and lived it well