Oh gentle reader; do not fear
If lines of mine should cease.
Receive it as a surety:
A sign of my release!
My silence, do not judge to be
A failure to be true
To Muse\'s inspiration,
Or bond ‘tween me and you.
For there would always come a time
When words of mine would fail.
For frail and fragile human life
Would force me to curtail!
So when that day so dark does dawn
And ink can no more flow,
Remember that I told you this,
To warn you, so you’d know.
That poets pass as shooting stars,
Flash by on borrowed time,
To leave a comet’s fading trail
Of resonating rhyme.
So, gentle reader do not fear
If lines of mine should cease.
Receive it as my fond farewell
My precious kiss of peace