When I drink from a cool spring
It doesn’t cost anything.
Friends can love as much as I,
And you have the right to cry.
Like you, I once was also young,
And I liked to have fun.
Sticks and stones can break bones,
But it’s our soul that God owns.
When they place me in the ground
The wind will not make a sound.
Then angels will call from on high,
And the grass will grow where I lie.
Life was like a song – a one time hit,
There are no rehearsals, this is it.
Epaphroditus© January 27, 2024
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