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~ Will of Soledad..


When I die, bury me beneath a cherry tree,
Surrounded by flowers and greenery-
So that birds will dance and sing to me,
Seasons would whisper their songs of eternity
and skies would rain my grave blissfully

Because 'Tis not death that I dread my friend
What I fear is barren land-
and silence in my end..

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  • poeticweaver gold member
    April 15
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    Wanted to come back and reread this sweet soul, I really love this piece, it speaks to me. Once again, I love your way.

  • mina nagi
    March 11

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    it's a nice wishful thought... hmmm... epitaph on Spike Milligan's grave reads "I told you I was ill"

    mina


  • poeticweaver gold member
    March 9

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    Yes, death will be a sweet release compared to any barren land, for I know you walk the pathway of peace, and plant seeds to sow the love you bestow within your heart and soul always. Thanks for being you, and sharing here. Much love, Timothy