Call me old fashion or out of date… when there is nothing to say
create
Leave something behind
Something your hands make, your soul creates
It doesn’t matter what it is… a letter, a poem, a song
It doesn’t matter what it is… a tree, a crayon drawing, or finger paint
perhaps it is antiquated and old fashioned, I implore you to leave something
Leave something behind…. for that grieving soul to find
Might be a book with an inscription, a bunch of ties, but find something to leave
for the next creative project that helps with the loss, the grieving, and the pause of time.
My Daddio left a itinerary for a trip around the world. An adventure of the mind…
It was research, it had destinations mapped, I had never dreamed of that
A thought provoking journey that never crossed my mind.

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