Naivete couldn’t compel me
to believe that they
would live forever –
but I never thought
that you’d take
them that soon.
Tears will flow –
not in sorrow
but in a frequency
that is
baptismal in nature.
Empowering the broken
parts of me to decline
your calling card
of empty melancholy
as unworthy
to serve as my tomb.
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Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, Podcast Host, possessor of 2 cents, Blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that:
"People need to get off of their rump and do something".
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