I don’t worry about others
I know they will be okay.
I worry what will happen to my body.
I know I won’t be around
to determine what happens to it,
but I hope it gives back to the planet,
in some way.
I do fear dying
because Earth is no longer livable.
But when I think about how and where,
I think back to the final scene in Titanic
when Rose goes peacefully in her sleep
surrounded by photos of her adventures.
I would like to be surrounded by family though.
And I’d like to think that when I go,
I will be dreaming,
and that I will just dream, and dream,
forever after.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
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- Published: July 15th, 2025 16:19
- Comment from author about the poem: Currently reading “Staring at the Sun” by Irvin D. Yalom and felt inspired to write a poem. Created, Edited, Finalized: 7/15/25
- Category: Reflection
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