Dying

It frightens me when you come to mind The day you dropped in the shopping line And my heart beats faster when I think of all the signs When they carried you out your mouth was open wide The cat went astray and the dog did pine for days and days And we felt so guilty when we played you up When you were ill, so ill What sticks in my mind is the sweet jar On the sideboard. And your multicolored tea cosy What sticks in my mind is the dew-drop hanging off your nose Shrivelled up and blue And I'm getting older, too But I don't want to die like you Don't want to die like you