Jan 2016
I'll sing my own funeral song
And attend my wake alone
I'll write and read my eulogy
And drive my hearse home.
I'll sing my own funeral song
Send my own soul to rest
I'll pray over my casket
And mourn my life and death.
I'll sing my own funeral song
Place a single flower on my grave
I'll out myself into the ground
And cover my stilled face.
And attend my wake alone
I'll write and read my eulogy
And drive my hearse home.
I'll sing my own funeral song
Send my own soul to rest
I'll pray over my casket
And mourn my life and death.
I'll sing my own funeral song
Place a single flower on my grave
I'll out myself into the ground
And cover my stilled face.
just a tidbit that popped into mind after an interesting dream. the second of a five set for the new year.
Note: Thanks to V for his suggestions and always catching the little things I miss.
Check V's poetry out here: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/144637/boxes-and-shells/
Note: Thanks to V for his suggestions and always catching the little things I miss.
Check V's poetry out here: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/144637/boxes-and-shells/
(North Carolina)
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