324 After life

Posted on February 20, 2016 by Ken Greenman

My ghost and yours will be lovers.
I feel it in my bones.
My heart will die the moment
you leave me on that deep, dark day.
Then I will be dying to die
to see you,
to discover if love still grows.
But, if you do not remember,
I know where I’ll want to go.
Hell is not a bad place for grieving.
The flame burns the pain away.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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