• The dirt that covers this faded tomb
    These letters which time has worn.
    A forgotten body that came from a womb
    From caesarian section he was torn.

    His bones deteriorate without a trace
    A mind that dissolves into the earth.
    His life was lived at a quiet pace.
    His death fell quick, long after birth.

    Though his body and mind may be gone
    His thoughts and dreams no more
    His spirit is free to finally move on
    He waits for you at heaven’s door.