My Last Words

I wanna grow old and wise,
Break the mold and cut these ties,
A rocking chair and a handful of memory's,
Heart fool of care and just a pinch of enemies.
Stare at the sun as it sets,
Remember the good I've done and the souls I've met,
Smile at the children on the lawn, 
And know that one day they'll sit in the chair I'm on,
I want to look at this bright blue sky,
And hear God say " it's almost your time"
In those words I won't feel unease,
Because I'll know there's nothing left here for me,
And when they lay me in the ground,
My last words should be: 

" Listen now, life is hard. It'll get you down but don't let your soul starve. In the end this is no race, cling to smiles and good found faith. Don't you cry, just sing me a song. For it is my time and this is where I belong. The pain you feel, it makes you strong, I may lay still but I'm never gone."