Gone

Gone

who will brush the hair of the dead

tuck the shirt, tie the shoe, Smooth the collar, shirt of blue

who will touch the cheek with a kiss

say kind words, to the birds, that fly by, black specks in the sky

Can I rely on you, for this service, for this care

should I ask before I go, or trust in your who, what and where

i hope you will be gentle, showing love and regret

I hope you will be resolute, absolute, steadfast and strong - set

you’ll be my last encounter, my final hand and lip

thank you for your kindness, I have no words, no tip

goodbye for now, I miss you - I wish I showed more love

but the world from which I came from showered me with pain from above

more love, more love, more empathy and care

less hate, less hate less destruction, more repair