Dying Young
If I die young, don't burry me
Burn me in flames of my inscribed glory
Cast my ashes to the wind
So I can soar wild and free
Don't weep for me, for I'm just dead
I am now free from worries ahead
Please help my works see the pages
May it give hope for those who read
June 4, 2023
Copyright © Roger Roger | Year Posted 2023
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