Death, my friend,
why are you so late in coming?
Seventy years will be a bit much
to keep your girl waiting.

Death, my friend,
have you forgotten about me?
I have my papers in order,
I'm ready to go when you are.

Death, my friend,
how long will you leave me on my own?
I'm lonely, you know,
and I miss you a great deal.

Death, my friend,
how much time do I have left?
I want to see the sands in the hourglass
and watch the years, the days slipping away.

Death, my friend,
how long are you going to keep me waiting?
How I wish to return to your embrace,
but I suppose I'll have to be patient a bit longer.

Death, my friend,
are you truly not coming for me?
Are you leaving me to continue this life
to completion, for closure?

Death, my friend,
are you sure about this?
I want to be with you, but if,
as it seems, you insist, I will live on.

For now, then, my friend.

I will see you soon.

h.f.m.