Thursday, November 03, 2005

FAREWELL DEAR FRIEND

let the sun shine upon you now
there, where the darkness of night will not reach you
where the futility of rest is unencumbered
by the inherent sense of life thereafter

where the dreams you dream are not wishes
but prayers of those who wish still
and the prayers you pray are not those of longing
but thankful songs of those still hoping

rest, dear friend, your head lies empty
and let it summon your soul to its empty bliss
transcend this world and all its cares
sleep in rapture of eternal slumber

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for words
are all I have...
no big bucks,
no mansions,
no pillars of gold
come the day when I'm too tired and too old
I'd like you to say of me, "she wrote".

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