Writing to you as our day ends
March 22, 2024
And yours has begun
Onwards
To a distance
As I lay down
After your internally grieving wife
Finally purged her sorrow
Before falling asleep
I'm thinking of what to pack for you
Like you always wished,
We put your wedding suit on for you
The ivory shirt and the soil brown suit
Forgot your floral tie though
But form your journey onward. My father.
Let there be
An abundance of love
No dearth of worldly travels
A life that is light, may be flippant too
A box full of magic
A breath full of the ridiculous
A page with bad grammar
May you travel light
In whatever universe you choose
Do carry your courage
And the will to live
But light.. light
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