And then it just happens.

It just
Happens.

There is nothing you can do or say about it.
It just happens.
When it’s time
It’s time
And we
Have no say in it.

We cannot choose the convenience of an hour
It just happens.
We cannot choose
How
Or why
Or who
It will hurt.

When it’s time,
It’s time.

It just happens.



But maybe it doesn’t just happen.
Maybe you and God
Have a conversation
About what’s going to happen.

Maybe He invites you to come home.

Maybe
He takes you by the hand
For one
Short sleep and says
“This is where you get to be,
But don’t worry,
All of those souls you loved on earth,
You can still see.
And someday
They will be here
With
Us.”

Maybe
He ensures you
One last hug
One last kiss
One last I love you


Maybe it doesn’t just happen.