Death Calls

When death calls, 

how can I not want to die? 

When all that was good in my life is on the other side.

When children’s laughter and kisses, their sweet still young cuddle are waiting,

when my mothers smile and loving hands that soothe the tempest inside is there.

When my son, my cat is waiting there to pounce once more at my toes, to snuggle beneath my arms and chin and purr as we drift to sleep.

So, how can you ask me why?

How can you expect me me to wait to die when so many good things wait on the other side. 

It may be selfish but, it is the human way.

So, when death calls I will answer it gladly. 

I will welcome him into my arms and say thank you for taking me home. 

Thank you for taking me to the people I love and who love me.

BUT, death has not called on me; 

I had shunned him when he did years ago and now death...

Ignores me.

~Jay🌸