This is a short poem that puts artistic words to the question of "What does a Good Death mean to you?"

As the medicines were turned off at the time of his own choosing and he slipped from this broken life to one eternal, he gave several gifts. He gave his family a legacy of love, service and devotion. He gave his community a legacy of dedication and advocacy. He gave me the gift of witnessing a sacred “good death” that changed the trajectory of how I speak to and care for those at the end of life.