Death's Dreams
Birth's the opening of the door
that death once took away.
Life's for the living not the dead,
it’s always been that way.
There's no angel up in heaven
that will make you white as snow,
it’s when you're born again my friend
you get another go.
Your dreams, when dead, are all about
what your new life may bring
and hope that this helps you forget
the truth behind death's sting.
For dreaming ain't no crime,
when dead it's all you do,
so enjoy the life you've got
for it's here that dreams come true!
Ivor G Davies
Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2015
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