knowing it was coming but hoping the end was not to be
and when it closed its eyes on me
I was lost and mourned so very deeply
Then I realized that I was free.
There were no flowers and no fanfare
My dream wouldn’t want that from me.
I held a private graveside service, a few words were spoken, I threw down a single white rose
and where I buried my beloved lifelong dream
a willow tree now grows.