My death/ Crossing over

When my bones are settling stiff….

Comfortable in my silent casket… parade by me with all sorts of treasures… Adorn me with fruit flower baskets…

When pallbearers finally stoop to lower me… in the dark and dank mysterious Earth… remember I had quite a revelation… finally comprehending my birth..

As I’m on a rail to heaven… all I see reflecting gold… so renewed… everything I lost in my mortal Shuffle… all now clear that was misconstrued…

Supernatural waist-high flowers come to greet me… beside a waterfall now my permanent dwelling… Angels light up on my shoulders… my secrets to them only telling..

For….Robert Frost….

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