Smoke Signals Poem by Ted Sheridan
Smoke Signals
If my last breath is a gasp for more life
then bury me shallow for I will try to return
And should my last breath be a sigh in relief
then bury me deep my soul to keep
But should my last breath be unheard
well then burn my flesh and bones
For on them I have scratched my last will and testament
leaving nothing else to say…
(2007)
But should my last breath be unheard well then burn my flesh and bones For on them I have scratched my last will and testament leaving nothing else to say… posterity need not fear you give hope.. to live after death too..10
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4/23/2024 11:22:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Deep thoughts here...captivating title and a reminder that however we go there is hope of a better 'after life'. marci. :)