white light mind he would know
outlive the pain and tragedy of show
no one ever knows the end
of any path chosen till it does
is this the end or
how many ends in one life time
might heaven allow?
mental healing there are no scars
but pain as long as held
look away Dixie land you know the drill
in 1956 our country turned
to in god we trust
from E pluribus unum
i pause
a memory
blue lighter
the game
of planting a place
a time
our smile.
the end