If I am to reflect on the lifetimes I've lived
between now and the days that fell in between
then I could tell stories of vampires and snakes
and also stories of mushroom cakes
Though I never ate one of those
I still have one in my pouch you know
Well actually it's only a chocolate piece
which I was paid with for cleaning a tree
I've been blessed on this journey of mine
meeting and making new friends all the time
I met some sisters who tickle my bones
and went to the ocean to wash out my toes
A man I met, helped me skin my drum
and that in it self was so much fun
but today, I am saddened by news that I heard
and wishing I'd written encouraging words
but all I can do now is sit here and write
a few words to honor a friend who took flight