It’s Natural

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It's Natural
by Michael Doyle

It is as natural to die
As it is to be born
There is no point in asking why
Nor is there to mourn

The only reason we exist
Is not to serve in some quest
But to know, after we no longer persist
It is then time, we find our rest

When the reaper comes for me
I hope to meet him well met
And that others remember me happily
That I've passed this way and won't forget

It is in these little things
That seem so often mundane
That really adds up to everything
And all else is truly in vain

To have told you that I love you
One last time is all to me
It's funny what a dying man will do
To ensure those he loves will go on happy

(c) September 4, 2022 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
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Writer, poet, musician, surfer, father of two princesses.
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