Zang a Sang Now
And.....
Play me a song.
That I once knew.
When I was young.
And, unafraid.
Share me, a vista,
one last time.
One only seen, by me.
And my brothers.
Scatter, my ashes......
Like dust, on the wind.
Raise a glass, in Valhalla.
Drink of my life.
And not, of my passing.
Let none mourn
For me....
Now
That I’ve gone
Giajl © Jim Love