Death Poem by Jackie Beyer

Ergo heaken to the zephyr,
heaken to the wistful and the beging,
many of this a tear.

Amalgamate life and death into this temple.
The sagacious apparition's body is now carrioned away
but thy's soul shines with inner strength ambient with light hope and peace.

Thousands of memories,
millions of tears.
the fine line,
drawn between, the good, the evil
the royals, the peasents,
all have their own stories in which will be quothed and heakened to.

As a acon grows to a mighty oak,
as a kitten grows to a sagacios cat,
as a pup grows to a loyal dog,
as the dragonfly flies to great legths through the zephyr.
Thoose who pass to the next life grow,
grow to be different than us.