poetry by j matthew waters

final resting place

this ranch is for sale
the one just outside the city
the one I told myself I’d
buy in a heartbeat
if it ever went on the market

I can see myself dying there
I easily convince myself
surrounded by apple trees
and two or three horses
grazing on grasses
bushes & other leafy greens

I’ll find this shady spot
where I can dig the entire summer
my final resting place
I tell my younger daughter
when she comes to visit
for the very last time

june two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “final resting place

  1. What a peaceful place to go, though.

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