When death comes, I will not be afraid.
I have rehearsed the last breath.
I will think of my golden dog, my lovely daughters.
Breathing out, I bless them.
Breathing in, I receive their forgiveness.
Then I think of my friend, my partner for life.
Breathing out, I bless her.
Breathing in, I pray her forgiveness
and receive it in full.
Though the last human breath rattles bitterly inside,
I savor its sweetness.
I am ready to release it now.
Who will embrace it? Who will carry me over?
This is when I think of you.
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