One of my students, a woman my age, wrote the following. It comes from her bittersweet observations of her grandmother's aging process. I think it's a beautiful poem, all the more so since English is not her native language.
If it could be allowed That one body be occupied by two souls-- I hope the one with beauty, grace, and some kind of humor Leaves me first. Go ahead, my dear! You shouldn't be cooped up in such a body. And as for the remaining one I will learn to know your sadness. Let's begin from "Let me introduce myself." --Jessie