Take Me Home

when I die
sit shiva for me 
I will be there

after a time
dye my ashes the color of sand
and sculpture them 
in my image 
on a faraway beach
in a faraway land
and let the wind 
take me home
wherever
I will be
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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