welcoming death

he lay there silently,
thinking of his short lived life,
of all the sweet memories,
all the good times with friends and loved ones,
he thought of his family,
his friends,
he thought of things he wished he'd told them,
but now there was no time left to tell them anything.

as he lay there examining his broken body,
a broken back, broken knees,
a body that has gone through so much,
a body he loved but sadly didn't take care of good enough.

he thought of what he would be leaving behind,
the life he wished he would have had had the chance to live,
he thought of the mistakes he made in life,
the disappointment he caused his loved ones,
the chances he threw away in life,
he wished he could have have a chance to correct all the wrong he made,
but there was no time left.

once the clock struck 12,
there came a knock on his door,
he didn't bother to ask who it was,
for he already knew who his guess was,
the door opened,
a man dressed all in black stood in by his bed,
the man got up and welcomed DEATH with open arms,
so he passed from this world to the next,
sitting in a hall with his ancestors he will look down on the ones he left behind,
and watch over them till they meet again.