I knew I was dead, because there was this whistle made out of pure blue light
And my entire family just walked out of the hospital room and out of my sight
What would I do if I only knew what to do is the only question left to ask them
There are more days in heaven
And I am no more a burden
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Tiny poems for tiny days
PoetrySometimes, you'll get this feeling that you need something refreshing for the soul. No motivational quotes. No socializing. Nothing like that. You only need a mug of tea and some tiny poems for tiny days like that.
