I
am
alive
and well
but
reminded
again
this
morning
after
sleeping
soundly
through
the night
unusual
enough
that
I
cannot remember
when
I
didn’t know
I
was going to die
and
while
I hope
to
be ready
when
my
turn comes
the
sadness and grief
in
the pit
of
my stomach
which
will pass
I
know
as
I
attend
to the day
measure
time
more
poignantly
than I would like.
