When my time comes

When my time comes
Do not weep or mourn me
Do not succumb to weakness
Cherish every moment I spent with you
And remind yourself
That every moment is but transient
When my time comes
Remember that it was my choice
It was meant to be
It was my destiny that I myself created
With a pair of broken but warm hands
And I looked forward to it
That I embraced wholeheartedly
For it was my time