Not sweet, but ripe on the ground
While I'm hungry
I could not eat

While thirsty
I could not drink

While tired
I could not sleep

While afraid
I could not scream

While hurting
I could not feel

When the sun-shined
I saw rain

When it was day
I saw night

You shall now rest in green pastures my friend
As I lay white and red roses on your eternal sleeper

We celebrate your life and we live out your dreams.

rip keith