One Last Act of Love

For the sake of this loved one
we know it must be done,
all we singlular fossils of the future,
all of us diamonds glittering on to gone,
will take a turn in our time ticked down to none,
will take one last worn step up out of the world
(perhaps on to life of the everlasting kind),
our once fine shine of the young kind shone,
our time is our final cord to be cut,
a hardest decision ever to be made,
the birth cord first so long gone to dust,
the life chord now to be quieted down,
so one may hear again the music of the spheres.