The title kinda of explains it. I was just kind of lying around when I came up with this rather morbid little poem, if you want to call a four line thing like this a poem. I kinda like it though, so I wanted to copy it down on something other than the back of a worksheet before I forgot it forever.


"If you should die before I do
My living moments would be few
For mine own life I would end too
So that I might rejoin with you."