Road Trip

Road Trip

Went on a road trip

To help come to grip

With the death of our friend

We addressed

His last request

By spreading his ashes

In small little batches

They went into the great lakes

Floating like little flakes

Of grey lint

Doing a sprint

Out into the lakes

Now our friend is really gone

And we the living carry-on

A small measure of closure attained

Yet our grief remained

Somewhat tamed

© Phil Renaud 2016

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