Once I was afraid of dying,
Terrified of ever lying,
Petrified of leaving family, home and friends.
Thoughts of absence from my dear ones
Brought a melancholy tear once,
And a lonely
, dreadful fear of when life ends.
But those days are long behind me,
Fear of leaving does not bind me,
And departure does not hold a single care.
Peace does comfort as I ponder
A reunion in the yonder
With my dearest one who's waiting for me there.
This article was originally published in the Los Angeles Times
' 125-year commemorative section on March 30, 2006.