Come to the Forest to Visit Me

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Come to the Forest to Visit MeCome to the forest to visit me
Down by the roots of a tree
Waste not your tears on cold, stone graves
Water a flower for me

Give me to the earth when my winter comes
Bury me deep in the ground
Mark not my place with statues or caves
Find me where life can be found

Come to the woods when autumn leaves turn
Golden and copper and red
Rustle up memories, seeds of joy stored
Kick up the leaves in my stead

Visit a garden on warm, summer days
Keep company with blossoms and bees
Remember my heart blooms forever in yours
Take comfort from shushing shade trees

Let springtime surround you with life and the living
Birdsong and budding green leaves
Look up at the sky, give thanks for sun and rain
When you think of me, please smile more than grieve

Come to the forest to visit me
Down by the roots of a tree
Waste not your tears on thoughts of death
Water a new flower for me

By, Lurana Brown

Lurana Brown is a pianist/accompanist and licensed massage therapist. Her poetry has been published by the Blue Hour and Shoe Music Press, is forthcoming in anthologies by the Visionary Press Collaborative, Swimming with Elephants, and the Blue Hour, and can be found at


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