Brain of Dust

Tonight I’ll think those thoughts again,

I’ll see those forgotten sights,

as my mind crosses the bridge of life,

over this river of wonders.

Life, living,

is the oil that anoints this brain of dust

and revives those beautiful memories

that are never lost.

Grief is the price we pay for love – Queen Elizabeth II

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