A Final Tribyoot--MAY I GO NOW?

As the sun rises on this yearz Jellicle Ball,
I would like to dedicate this poem to all of our frens who have gone to the
Bridge. An tu the broken hearts they have left behind.
Sticky an BH


May I go now?
Do you think the time is right?
May I say good-bye to pain filled days and endless lonely nights?
I've lived my life and done my best,
an example tried to be.
So can I take that step beyond
and set my spirit free?

I didn't want to go at first, I fought with all my might.
But something seems to draw me now
to a warm and loving light.
I want to go,
I really do.
It's difficult to stay.
But I will try as best I can
to live just one more day
to give you time to care for me
and share your love and fears.
I know you're sad and afraid
because I see your tears.
I'll not be far,
I promise that, and hope you'll always know
that my spirit will be close to you
wherever you may go.

Thank you so much for loving me,
you know I love you, too.
That's why it's hard to say good-bye
and end this life with you.
So hold me now just one more time
and let me hear you say,
because you care so much for me,
you'll let me go today.

Author, Susan A. Jackson