O, The Whys And O Mys Poem by Francie Lynch
O, The Whys And O Mys
I'm green with those I leave behind,
This world I have, where all seems mine.
I vacillate as their world keeps thriving,
Leaving the living live with the alive.
But I'm gone, I'm dead,
The colorful globe will spin;
The living will die;
Not now... by and by,
With "O whys" and "O mys".
It's a curse I've bequeathed
To the loves of my life,
When they leave their loved ones behind.
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