As I lay me down to sleep
Listening to my body in the dark
As it quiets down to a whisper
And my thoughts drift into silence
I take in my sense of myself
Doing much better than I expected
Considering my seventy-seven years
Perhaps to see many more
No fearsome diagnosis received yet
With only minor pains that subside
No mobility or balance issues or frailty
Unlike so many people my age
Sometimes struggling to find a certain word
Still the memories of a lifetime remain intact
So in my experience every day is good
With no worries about what comes next
Not to say it won't happen to me one day
Being disabled or otherwise incapacitated
Though I prefer not to think about it
Hoping never to become a burden to you
Not being given the choice of our endings
Rather than dwell on difficult possibilities
Better to be happy for what we have
And continue along enjoying our lives
