Dear death come find me when I have lived Happy on this earth
By doing what I love
Come find me when I have read all the books I can read and cannot for some will break my heart,
Come take my hand and blow away the candle when I myself have finish burning, with passion and with everything life has to give
Dear death Come find me when me and my parents are at rest and has no distant of don't or wall when all I wanted was their love,
Dear death take me when my soul is full like a glass wine with sweet heat
and my Eye's glossy enough to look into others soul and I'll tell them that
they have a heart of gold,
Take me when I have finish fight all life's battles with a smile on face though I was
Ready to give up
Come and bring yourself like a taxi when I have made even a little change in thus world with my existence
That sometimes wish didn't exist,
Make me paint some sort of inspiration
Or motivation for people out their looking and not looking,
Dear death let me write and write so many little, short,long and prose poems of mine that'll maybe be or not find and will name history to the one who reads it.
-ashespoetry
