I think I might die in my sleep tonight,
I might close my eyes to never awake,
Today may be the last chance I have to kiss my wife,
Enjoy the last breath I’m to take.
I think I might die in my sleep tonight,
Never again to play games with my child,
Laughter will fade with the setting of time.
And the games will reside in the mind.
But what could this final day restore,
That all others have let astray,
When days of average are no more,
What hopes for a final day?
If I think I might die in my sleep tonight
then to live this day as I might.
Published in Melaleuca, April 2010