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.