Goodbye

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We buried him in the yard
only his ashes mind you
Now blown by the wind
and washed by the rain
Are you still hiding there
little pieces of bone
He would have wanted something else
No matter, he is gone
He loved open spaces
the sky, the west, cowboy boots and planes
The questions have ceased only
where was that secret place?

K. Pilapovich
via: flickr