Rant #27554

Where do you go when you die A question I’ve had for sometime Will you come back as a butterfly So I can see you one last time Life’s full of death I know that now But no one says How heavy, grief really is Now you're gone Too late for goodbyes I wait for dawn For pale blue to fill the skies I wish I could turn back time To wish you one final goodbye But it's too late now All I can do, is talk to the sky