OBITUARY
When all that’s left of me is a paragraph
And a photograph
In the evening news
I hope that you remember that I lived and died
Laughed and cried
Really tried---to do this right
Spent my days in honest labor
Loved my neighbor
But it just kept slipping away…
Now it’s gone and I can’t say that I mind
I was flying blind
Like everyone of us
I laughed too much
I ate too much
I saw too much
That I never could forget
But there’s no regret
Because the choice was never mine
To live or die
To stay or fly
I just woke up here one day
To find it all arranged…
I know the next awakening
Will be
Much
Better
