Days by and gone

“Sinew and bone,

Marked with a stone,

Finally free,

They just want to be.

Do they remember,

Life's fragile ember,

Or have they forgot,

And just cast their lot?

Gift or a curse,

Will it get worse?

How will it end,

Alone or with friends?

If I decay,

Just sit where I lay,

And sing me a song,

Of days by and gone.”