OBSERVATIONS

A blanket of white covered the ground today,

while the coffin you inhabited, these past years,

- the sarcophagus that hid you from u s -,

lies in a casket of grey, awaiting it's fate,

while you, now as free as the wind, travel on wings

that will carry you passed all the past

that burdened your troubled soul,

your heart, broken so many times,

your spirit crushed by so many,

so many, many times during your brief stay

in this plane, on this little blue planet

that no longer inhibits.

You no longer inhabit.

B. J. "A" 2

December 30th 2010