In Death We Become Something More
In Death we become something more...
A rebirth of sorts where we are born again
Just as babes frail and weak in their new skin;
And as we are remembered we grow...
And grow...
Till those who recall are no longer.
But by then we are immortal
For we have become the grass and a part of the rest of you
1/17/'14
Copyright © Gabe Shelly | Year Posted 2014
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