Tuesday, January 18, 2011


Do you know
Who'll you see
Tonight when you sleep?
Those you do not visit,
Those who do not visit you,
Those you cannot
As they have passed on ---
The last look better
Than they were here ---
Father appears
With clear glowing skin
No trace of the white patches
He was identified by
Wearing fine clothes he always fancied
Metal frame spectacles
Glittering like gold
His face beaming
Like when he had guests
He seems happy to see me
Me too, happy
That he is well off
For someone who is dead.

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