V was gone far far too soon. I miss her so much. I basically laid in bed all day missing her. The way she used to lay on my chest and suck on her tail. She had the most expressive eyes, and the little bit of white on her brow made her look constantly concerned. Like her namesake she burned bright and is a legend. Burying two cats in less than 6 months has left me feeling hallow. Now I have two ghosts glimpsed in the corner of my eye as I walk into a room, and two little crosses behind a house I’m leaving soon.

When I die

Give what’s left of me away

To children

And old men that wait to die.

And if you need to cry,

Cry for your brother

Walking the street beside you.

And when you need me,

Put your arms

Around anyone

And give them

What you need to give to me.

I want to leave you something,

Something better

Than words

Or sounds.

Look for me

In the people I’ve known

Or loved,

And if you cannot give me away,

At least let me live on in your eyes

And not your mind.

You can love me most

By letting

Hands touch hands,

By letting bodies touch bodies,

And by letting go

Of children

That need to be free.

Love doesn’t die,

People do.

So, when all that’s left of me

Is love,

Give me away.