B ells toll pangs of death
F eet follow path to gravestone
G aunt remains lowered
Dirt shoveled over lifeblood
Daffodils bloom on fecund soil.
Big
Friendly
Giant
... what do I win? Nothing?
Blue
Fluffy
Goose
... that's more terrifying than it should be.
Blobs of
Fig
Granola
... maybe I should stop now.
But how can I
Feel again,
Good or bad?
Been here
For so long;
Going and gone.
