scatter my ashes
I wouldn't know
where the wind blows
I'm just dust in
the beginning
dust in the end
mostly water
heart soul and brain
what's left after
the fact the force
the spirit is
what remains
will I go up
or will I go down
maybe split both ways
likened to the
heart of a clown
please don't frown
when this vessel
leaves from this town
up or down sideways
or noways..
I know that our time
here is limited
and when your time
is up..it's up..
fretin over..
does no good..
so scatter my ashes
I told my wife today
someplace pretty
and serene..
for life truely
is a dream..
