Still Standing

Don’t cry for me
I cry enough for myself every day
And the tears I shed
Burn like acid as they
Stream down my cheeks
But my heart still beats
And my lungs still breathe
And I am still standing

Think Of Me

Think of me often

On days when the sun

Sets lower in the sky

On nights when the moon

Is not there

In times of sorrow

And in times of delight

Think of me when I am

Not near