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If today I were to die, I think I know who’d weep, A crying jag for some, For some a moistened cheek, A swipe of the eye, a blink, blink, blink. A sigh of relief? What would they think?</p><p id="0d09">Would there be a service? And if so, where would it be? Would it be well-attended? Who’d speak in praise of me?</p><p id="eab1">Would anyone be happy? Delighted, filled with glee? At the realization that, They’d seen the last of me?<

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/p><p id="0f4e">I hope I do not die today, And join those gone before, I haven’t done my big thing yet, More time, I need much more.</p><p id="dea6">©2020, Denise Shelton. All rights reserved.</p><p id="eb24">If you liked this, please visit my <a href="http://denisesheltonwrites.com">website</a>. You can sign up for my monthly newsletter <a href="https://deniseshelton.substack.com/">here</a>. Thanks for reading!</p></article></body>

Unfinished Business

No time for dying

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If today I were to die, I think I know who’d weep, A crying jag for some, For some a moistened cheek, A swipe of the eye, a blink, blink, blink. A sigh of relief? What would they think?

Would there be a service? And if so, where would it be? Would it be well-attended? Who’d speak in praise of me?

Would anyone be happy? Delighted, filled with glee? At the realization that, They’d seen the last of me?

I hope I do not die today, And join those gone before, I haven’t done my big thing yet, More time, I need much more.

©2020, Denise Shelton. All rights reserved.

If you liked this, please visit my website. You can sign up for my monthly newsletter here. Thanks for reading!

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