The Final Good-bye

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Ashes

                        to

                                             ashes.

Dust

                         to          

                                               dust.

I think

this is where

I'm supposed to say

good-bye.

Is that what

everyone's thinking?

Good-bye, Jackson?

Rest in peace?

That's not what I'm thinking.

I'm thinking,

I hate good-byes.

"Let us pray,"  The minister says.

Dear God,

                What can I do?

                He didn't deserve this.

                Can't we bring him back?

                Isn't there anything that will bring him back?

                Please?

                Amen.

I look around.

If tears

could bring him back,

there'd be enough

to bring him back

a hundred times.

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