Just follow the wind

Just follow the wind
where all does it go
as at my death
I too will begin to flow

doc be assured
I'll take my hearing aids
so that I can still
hear your stories well made

glasses I'll very much need
else the morning sun's glare
I won't be able to directly stare

but your sweet face so clean
will be indelibly implanted
on my mind's virtual screen

doc hold on
just tell me
where you will be seen

around heavens
I have already surveyed once
to every place I've been
'tis just lovely
believe me

when you are in ICU again
let me know
I may also along with you go
two is always good company

HE will be happy
lesser for him
will be HIS worry

where to find for thee
some better symphony
like you'd love to have me

be happy
I will not
then bore ye
O docky

ma'am