An ode to Lost Loved Ones

Life keeps going, or I attempt to keep it so.

Whatever happened to our flow?

Yoga today, down with dogs tomorrow.

Rivers of smiles have currents of sorrow.

What fun we had- Where did you go?

Did you meet someone, get lost along the way?

Or did I make you mad, and make you go away?

Sometimes life smells like a shit bouquet.

Whatever it was, I’m glad we had what we did.

I’m planting more seeds, cause I ain’t no kid!

Sweet memories of love are promised anew.

People are treasure

Is how I think of you.

Pieter Faes – 1782

Still Life of roses, peonies, tulips, narcissus, and other flowers in a terracotta vase, with grapes and a peach.