Goodbye Mother, goodbye.
As I stand in front of your coffin, high black gloss with chrome trim, just as you requested, I say
Goodbye Mother, goodbye.
All of the people are long gone.
The priest recited the Lord’s Prayer, just as you requested.
"Poetry preserves the story – Poetry stimulates the soul – Poetry provokes the mind" – Michele Cox Spivey
"Poetry preserves the story – Poetry stimulates the soul – Poetry provokes the mind" – Michele Cox Spivey