Bury Me
Bury me under the tree
Just mentally, so you can forget
Easily where exactly
I lie, and what tree is that
Plant me like I’m a seed
Put me into the pot
I’ll be a pepper, or an orchid
Just anything what you want
It’s nice on the window sill
I don’t have to talk or wait
So it’s not with me you will
Speak about something great
Those who don’t know about me
Would listen, and make their remarks
As silent as heaven, I’ll be
When it turns from blue into dark.
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