Tombstone on the front door
Playing the part of a corpse today, ma
Bring flowers if you must but do not disturb
This is only a role, I’ll step off the stage in time
They peer into my urn, hoping to discern
They tap on my tomb, looking to exhume
One man’s pine box is another man’s womb
Sorry if this is the wrong thread to write this but I feel most comfortable putting it in here, its been eating at me!
Just a few weeks ago my dogwood tree got cut down! It was an amazing, magnificent, beautiful tree. It brought me so many memories as well. When I got home that day I was so...