Death In Ocean, Beautifully

77 years old today,
On Brighton Beach,
Loving it, looking back
On memories
But, decided to throw
My life away,
Well, give it up, anyway
Gift it to the Sea,
Bottle of whiskey
In one hand,
Smoke in the other,
Said goodbye to my wife,
My son, my sister
My brother
(Jeez, it's cold down here tonight)
I can enjoy my final sight of life;
The Pier; lovin' it
The Waves; lovin' em
The Gulls; sweet man, sweet
The Kids; dancin' , doing it
Me? Just really, truly happy
Happy I got this far
Happy life let me be
Happy with all the things I did,
And being true in the eyes of He
But now it's time to walk
Ten steps into the deep,
Eyes looking straight ahead,
Last time for these crippled feet.
One,
Shirt unbuttoned, thrown aside
Two
Tattoos of you,faded,on my arms
Three
Years fighting illness, over soon
Four
God's sake, the waters cold!
Five
Steps more on the sharp stones
Six
Items of clothing gone, I'm naked
Seven
Young drunk men ignore me completely
Eight
Steps, and beautifully; death in ocean
Nine
Lives for cats, only one life for Men
Deep breath, close eyes, count to
Ten