Dylan Thomas is one of my favorite poets. I discovered him in College during a production of "Under Milkwood". I particularly like "A Child's Christmas In Wales". So, I was pleased to be reminded of this poem of Thomas', in a note by Stephen Landry on Twitter. Thomas, who died young himself, wrote it as his father was dying, and, being an aging bull myself, it is a reminder that death, while inevitable, should be approached with the force of rage and enthusiasm for life. I promise not to go quietly myself.