A Windy Morn!

It seemed so fitting a windy morn

saying goodbye to a friend

the draped coffin looked splendid

always kind words a smile

for him nothing bad ever said

he leaves a void instead.

 

For us all that moment will arrive

many avenues we tread

an allotted journey for each to face

reflecting on our time

some the trip is short full of pain

unable to take life’s strain!

 

Do we have a measured lifespan

when reached expire

joining our family’s in a heaven

souls reincarnated again

maybe ascend for infinity in space

part of natures atoms race!

 

Creating the ever-expanding universe

one day we each will know the truth!

 

Or is there simply nothing?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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