across the meadow
across the meadow
all covered in sunlit green
a pine tree reaches
across the meadow
all covered in sunlit green
a pine tree reaches
for we are the dead
we who have given our lives
respect and honor
respect who they were
and remember the fallen
those who've gone before
they gave their today
so we might have tomorrow
respect the fallen
hold fast the mountain
under a sun lit blanket
a meadow drifts by
just one simple act
to make brighter a friend's day
pass along a hug
to chase on the wing
with a flip and swoop away
splashing in water
a star emerges
drifting upon the darkness
step into infinity
decide on the path
come and join the snarky side
inevitable
wrapped in that old cloak
comfortingly familiar
wearing my anger