Late Night Thoughts

Farewell

A storm raging to my left
I attempt to focus on the beauty
In the morning there will be tears
This will be nothing compared to the goodbyes

I feel death in the distance
She's drawing ever closer
She is not cold, but cool and peaceful
The living weep far too much and too often

Perhaps when it happens
She will be as she used to be
Tough but loving
Beautiful enough to catch a country music star's eye

She will run
And dance
And her now shaky bony hand
Will return to its previous softened steady state

She may be greeted
By the family she's lost
She will melt into her mama's arms
And they'll all sit together drinking the now onionless water

Tomorrow, troubled souls will surround her in love and grief
But she will finally be where she wants to be
She will finally be home

—
Ashokan Farewell
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