My Epitaph will read
Here lies one helluva lucky fellow
For all the times he fell drowned and buried himself,partly due to his own doings and partly due to the unknown
Still managed to have his head above water breathing ,had food on his table and had friends who'd speak highly of him.
The cause and effect he never really understood.
I want to keep my boots up on my porch and gaze at the evening shade ,as it gives way to the bright lit moon and as the noisy streets blends slowly into the Silence of Darkness illuminated by the light from the Sky and the glittering stars
As the darkness and silence blends into one
I will be waiting for the man upstairs to tell me that my time is up.
The surrounding nature will take notice of a rocking chair that continues to move at the pace of the wind ,with no one in it
And realize There goes another one