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
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What a peaceful place to go, though.
Thank you, Tara!