On the Passing

Lookin' down at the street, I saw
Remains of what there was.
Sadness, perhaps, misplaced
At the meaning. And the cause.

There is nothing after death, here.
No reconciliation of yesterday.
No recompense of what there was.
No matter what they say.

Don't take it bad now.
Don't let it be more
Than the leaving of the moment.
It's happened before.

Lookin' down at the street, I saw
Remains of what was there.
But I'm a gentle man, by nature,
And I cry because I care.

[Jae]

You are a gentle man.

[mzbull]

You have a gentle gift of words

[jackie edwards]

these kinds of things make me a little sad too.

[Kevin Wallace]

@lifepause Thanks, Jae :)

[Kevin Wallace]

@mzbull I have words. You are sweet. Thank you :)

[Kevin Wallace]

@jackies365 Thanks, Jackie

[deb]

Love your words to this, have had to bury one from my yard lately.

[Graeme Stevens]

superb shot and words

[Pam Knowler]

Beautiful words Kevin - I am always sad when I see a bird or animal dead in the road.

[Kevin Wallace]

@deb60 Thank you, Deb, really ended up being more, so perhaps, there is reason

[Kevin Wallace]

@graemestevens Thanks, Man

[Kevin Wallace]

@pamknowler Me too. Really had me thinkin. Thanks

[Hope D Jennings]

Fabulous words and image Kevin!Thank you for sharing!

[Kevin Wallace]

@mzzhope Ended up being a hard one, Hope. Thank you

[Louise & Ken]

I read, "Sadness, perhaps, misplaced
At the meaning. And the cause."
and I wince again at the memory
of each, as we've passed by...

[Kevin Wallace]

@Weezilou Me too. Thank you