Dear death
I know we don't know each other yet.
Although some day when my life leaves  me.
I know you'll be a new friend to me.
And although you're not one thought of much.
I
Sometimes  wonder what lies ahead ?
After someone is found at your door.
What really goes on once you open your door?
Then
as you close it  behind someone who used to live on the other side
of it.
What is the secret that you hold?
The one we lie our lifes down for.
And yet as I think of this my friend to be .
Let me just say I'm not in a hurry to find out.
It's just that I had wrote to life and thought of you for
a
moment
as well.