When i die
When i die belongs to the following groups:
All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Live, Love, Dream: and Spiritual ArtWhen i die
If tears must fall let them be caught
Cupped in the lips of your smile
When I die plant an apple tree over me
Fear not
I will become the black soil
Loamy enriched with minerals from my bones
Children will step timidly through the gravestones
To take my fruit
Black Cockatoos will carry my soul in seeds to the
Sun burned land
Once and a while visit me
I will shade you from the hot sun
Encircle me with your arms
Press your head against my cool rough skin
I will shape my leaves around the wind and speak softly
To you
valzart
Wow! amazing work sweetheART love it! .. ; } happy hippy hugglez
jimofozz replied
Thanks that means a lot from a beautiful lady like yourself