(Click on photographs for detail.)
I choose to die alone;
there’s no need to cry.
I will cry for you.
It won’t be easy,
not with all the memories.
If you remember me,
that is enough.
You have a heaven waiting
while I see galaxies unborn.
I believe they are the same;
I’ll meet you there.
Text and Photographs copyright 2008 David H. Roche
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Friday, November 21, 2008
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