These days everyone cries, "say uncle"
April 22, 2011 - 12:06am — Matthieu
I close my eyes and hope they do not fade
These remnants of a voice and a smile
Images of landscape, cloaked in forest green
Like your life unfolding mile by mile
A fierce embrace, a word of thanks
A cheerful whistle, and hours in a van
Somehow these pieces must bring back the man you were
Though the ocean claims your ashes on the sand
This is so beautiful
They're beautiful ♥