First to Depart

There will come a day
When she’ll be going it alone
Though she’s five years my senior
More than her, I am prone.

It seems all too obvious
I really can’t help but wonder
Will I be first over the horizon?
The first rendered asunder?

Too many doctor visits.
Too many near falls.
I’ll take some day my final header
Complete my final sprawl!

Yes, there’ll come the day
When I have finished fighting.
But, until such time,
I’ll just continue writing.