Where Will They Find You
When my last day is done
and my final sun sets,
when I have said my goodbyes
and have paid all my debts,
do not shed any tears,
just breathe and look around.
I will always be close,
in every sight and sound.
The bird chirping outside,
rain hitting your window,
the cool summer breeze, the
comfort of your pillow.
Wherever you end up,
live a life that is free.
And wherever you are,
that is where I will be...
March 12, 2016
Copyright © Sienna Ethylpen | Year Posted 2016
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