i won’t fret when i am dust
the songs we sing while we are here
will be carried in the wind
i won’t fret when i am dust,
i won’t fret when i am wind
the songs we hear will be the songs
that we remember of our friends
i won’t fret when i am dust,
i won’t fret when i’m with a friend
song lyric fragment I wrote tonight…
Ah, a very pretty poem, and so much a song. k.