And Things Like Wills And DNR

I think about death sometimes,
And things like wills and DNR.

It isn’t morbid, I don’t feel sad.
It just makes me wonder
What I’d write.
I think I want to write letters
To everyone I love-
Not something mass-produced,
But individual ones,
So perhaps I should get started,
Much as I hope I have a while
Until I need them.

I’m fairly sure that in fact,
I would want to be resuscitated.
And I have to admit that I wondered
If I should state that somewhere,
Just in case,
Because I have too much to live for
Not to make sure that I do.
But I don’t know where to write it,
Or if I even need to at all.

I’ve wondered about arrangements,
Picking songs and readings.
I know it would be easier
If I organised things myself.
But I think that perhaps
I’d upset my loved ones
If they knew that I thought
About things like that-
For good or bad.

I’ve come close to creating
A folder entitled “In Case I Die”
Somewhere in my files.
I’d need to hide it,
But then how could it be found
When it was needed?
I’d need to leave instructions,
As to how to find it,
But that would be a giveaway in itself.

I think about death sometimes,
And things like wills and DNR.

The End

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