The Day of Tomorrow

By
Laying there in the Casket
Her face as cold as Ice cubes
Frosty and Grey
Her lips as red as Cherries
Fresh from the Garden
The letters & cards written with Love
Flowers and Pictures picked with Care
When you walk to the casket
The Pink lights warm your face
This all happens in a Gloomy Place
The soft music playing
And The Wines of Sorrow
This all Happens on the Day of Tomorrow





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback