Death of life
When I die, so shall I rest, place this sword upon my chest.
Shed no tears for my passing; remember my years, for they are lasting.
As history fads from my eyes, the realization of my lives; gives me grace from whence I came, to know my passing I will gain.
As above so shall be below, I now forgive all my foes; for they have eased all my plights, spread my wings and now take flight.
I ask that you grace the heavens with your sounds, touching my soul with beauty abound.
I leave this world with only one regret, missing my wife I will never forget, for she has graced me with my life, even in death she shall remain my wife.
For all of you that see my death in slender, just don’t forget I’m transgender.
Copyright © M.L. Goodwin | Year Posted 2016