Death smiled on the edge of the candle stick
Whispering as the smoke rose
She would talk until the wax melted
She would listen as the smoke rose
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Great poem, the afterlife imagination is great, capable of lessening the fear of death from peaples minds.... Thanks for sharing such a poem.