Ring Out The Grief

Heaven's filled with the reflections

of a thousand wishes, made out of

fire. Something to hope for, a reason

to stay. I saw mine through a front

room window so I grabbed my coat

and went outside.

I found you standing on the side-

walk and I found truth. I grabbed

my phone and crossed the street.

Thank you for last spring. I hope

you are well. Here's to next year,

must it bring us both the days that

we've worked for.

Here are hours that I can't recall

but I saw it on film. I seemed to be

happy so I take it that I must have

been. Next thing I know I sit on a

couch, it's six in the morning on

January first. It's my brother's birth-

day and you're still by my side.

There might be fire

but fire soon turns us to ashes.