2 pm thoughts...

For Bob Cole, a man I didn’t know but for whom I have much respect.

2 pm thoughts.

I hope when my time is running out

I have some say in the matter.

Not kept alive with machines or drugs,

In agony, broken and shattered.

I hope when death approaches

I have dignity and choice.

Not a burden or an encumbrance,

But a man who still has a voice.

I hope that if I have to turn off the light

It is me that flicks that switch.

In charge of my own destiny,

My ending of life so rich.

I hope that when the end comes

I have the courage to say enough.

Not linger on as a shadow,

A man made of stronger stuff.

I hope if my body fails me

That everyone I hold dear

Lets me go on my way without regret.

The truth is I’m always here.