To Search The Stars Poem by Eric Cockrell
To Search The Stars
let this house
burn down...
no one lives here...
anymore!
if there's anything left,
sell it... use the money
to help feed the poor.
use my letters to start
the fire with.....
give my books to
passing strangers.
have a drink to the memories...
light up, and move along.
what's done is done.
this shell worn out,
this spirit free...
to search the stars
for you!
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