Poetry.....Beginning To End

Bookmark

To heaven or hell

We carry nothing

But our forsaken selves

And ......

Our memories

Which are only as good as we remember them.

So

Sometimes I wish

I could bookmark

All the important things in life

So their memory never fades

Never grows old

Never rots in the grave

With only maggots as companions.

So

I need to bookmark my life.

With red roses to show the wonderful moments

So happy

Forever etched

With radient red.

Bookmark the grief

With black roses

To lament

The loss of a dear friend.

Yellow daisies

Highlight

Everything else in between

My jewel encrusted bookmarks.