Not easy, not pleasant
These tasks that rest at hand
Letting a dog go peacefully
Helping children understand
Death is just as real as life
Like ripples in the land
They change with every tide that flows
Sculpting lines across the sand
They change with every season
As they reach out for the moon
And change in every nighttime
That a star fits in a spoon
I am alive and will survive
Life and love and loss
I hope to meet another friend
Just like the one I lost
