When I will return to dust
A flower will bloom in
That place
It will play with the wind
And shine under the sun
Bearing my face
It will invite the bees and
The butterflies to share
Its sweet nectar
Peace, happiness and love
It will give to the heart and
Mind of a spectator
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'It will play with the wind And shine under the sun Bearing my face' - a sad, soothing thought poetically delivered. Loved this poem a lot. It gets full marks from me,5 Stars *****! I recommend this poem to be selected as the 'Member Poem of the Day', any day soon!