My Love Poem by chris schwartz

Try to find smiles
In the everyday wind
People coming
And going
Unruffled again.
The storm shifts
And it carries me
With it.
It's cold
And it's harsh
But I am within it's
Free spirit.

There will come a day
There will come a day
When I no longer hear
Your breath
There will come a day
There will come a day
When you have to lay
Me to rest.

Smile for me softly
Grieve for me only
Hold my fossil in your hand
And clasp it with your
Every might
For I was
A part
Of what created you.