Ready to be lived. To the fullest.

I'd just as soon go on living. Without thinking of my eventual demise. Just let it happen. Without giving the matter much thought.  Because I'm too busy. Living. The rest of my life. Best way for it all to end. Is in an instant. By dropping dead. Unexpectedly. Suddenly. Without any forewarning. That seems like a fine way. To deal with my mortality. No sense in being preoccupied with death. Ain't worth worrying about.  Because what will happen, will happen. Meanwhile, there's my remaining life. Ready to be lived. To the fullest. --Jim Broede