When I opened my eyes they were completely shut.
A life within the ash
A world fallen to pieces
A secret story written
Pages begun to rot.
A lifetime so intense,
a moment so surreal.
What was taken has been given
A hole filled, more complete.
Bring a Baby Home
and fill the empty crib.
One cannot help but wonder
what the baby is doing now.
as we say “Goodnight Moon”
Baby might be looking at the same star…
Years of life held in a handful of dust.
I was saddened to think that the few
memories I’ve had during recent days,
Would all soon just fade away to nothing.
Today, I have no unusual plans to think of.
How sad it is to think that this moment right now,
Will never be thought of again.
Today,very soon, today will be forever lost.
It is as if life has been just a series of significant memories
and all the time passed in between has never even existed at all.
Years of life held in a handful of dust.
YES!
I have successfully filled one of my walls with original art… About the most awesome thing you could do.. and the others will be filled with bunnyz…




