Scatter my ashes
Where Emily walked
Where Emily laughed
Where Emily talked
By the waterfall
And up on the heights
Where wild birds call
On warm summer nights.
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No light in the hallway
No key in the door
Moonlight falls softly
On a cold stone floor.
Voices pour forth
From Emily’s time
Erratic in volume
Yet always in rhyme.
Speaking of sickness
Sadness, despair
Of tears and of laughter
Compassion and care.
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Scatter my ashes
Where Emily walked
Where Emily laughed
Where Emily talked.