How beautiful you were
Dyed with life’s colors
Full flushed with blush
Gleaming skin
Moist from the raining
Now wearing crimson
In the mud

How beautiful you are
The undertaker’s art
No longer thriving
Nor feeling heat
Emanating from
The beating of your heart

How beautiful you will be
Buried under the roots
Of the now small willow tree
Tendrils feasting on your flesh
Feeding life with your death
Your greatest and final success
A beauty in all phases