I used to be much better about catching life, as it falls.
Course…that had been when the world was much…
greener.
When I had been much leaner…
and, the tears shed were much cleaner.
Now, as the scenery fades
Funeral Flowers continue to grow.
Never withering.
They do not age.
I used to be much better about catching life, as it fell.
Believing in the wishes…placed within a wishing well.
