Just Follow The Wind Flow Poem by me poet yeps poet

Just follow the wind
where all does it go
as at my death
I begin to flow

AND

DOC be assured
I will take my hearing aids
so that I can still hear your songs...

glasses I will very much need
as the morning sun's glare
won't let me at you directly stare...

but your sweet face will be implanted
on my mind's virtual screen

doc hold on
just tell me where you will be seen...

Around heavens I have already surveyed once
I have every place andall seen..
'tis juss loveolelyly

believe me

When you are in ICU again
let me know
I may also along with you go
two is company

God will be happy
lesser for him will be his worry
where to find for thee
some good company
like you 'd love to have me

Be happy I will not
then bore ye! ! ! !